Looking at my ornamental gardens, somewhat disheveled through the dreariness of Winter, I think of how they started. Years ago, my mum gave me several bags of bulbs extracted from her own garden. I think she actually had a chuckle when saw bulbs started sending up green shoots then flowering. I had planted them rather neatly in rows. It looked totally wrong.
Despite my Mum's flair for garden design, I had produced a garden which looked a little strange. As they have set more bulbs and I continue to move and fill spaces they look much more naturalised.
I have learnt so much over the years through trial and error, and most importantly through a great network of fellow gardeners. And I still have much more to learn.
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