Frances Hodgson Burnett was a fiction writer. How do I know this? Because in The Secret Garden, children tend lovingly to a neglected patch of earth, sowing new seeds, uncovering bulbs and restoring its beauty. At no point does Dickon take a swipe at an allium head “for target practice” nor does Mary ever wheel a pram laden with dolls right through a border so they âcan see the flowers up close.â
In reality children and gardens go together like…. well, footballs and greenhouses to be honest. But when you’re a mother of three with a serious gardening habit, you can’t let these harbingers of doom deter you. And so, five years ago, I set out to create a family garden that would satisfy my need for deep luscious borders and manicured lawns whilst still entertaining my very-far-from-fictional children.
It has not been an easy task.