
Lessons in Acceptance
‘A garden is always a series of losses set against a few triumphs, like life itself.’
Thoughts and illustrations on the joys of gardening
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‘A garden is always a series of losses set against a few triumphs, like life itself.’

‘Happiness is the art of making a bouquet of those flowers within reach’

A little tour of my allotment in mid June

I like gardening—it’s a place where I find myself when I need to lose myself.

“Might I,” quavered Mary, “might I have a bit of earth?”

“Everything turns in circles and spirals with the cosmic heart until infinity.

“Hardly anything is as exciting or as diverse, as strong a confirmation of life and hope and the universe’s urge towards creativity, as a lively compost heap or the first draft of a novel.”

“Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help.

“All the flowers of all the tomorrows are in the

Only if we understand, can we care.