‘IT was the sweetest, most mysterious-looking place any one could imagine.’

Chapter 9 opening, The Secret Garden

In the days when all we needed to entertain us was a few pots, pans and wooden spoons and we spent all of our time in the garden, finding new creatures, making mud pies and discovering plants that felt like the softest blanket were truly magical moments. These experiences were at the forefront of my mind as I developed this collection - the joy and innocence along with the scents and sounds.

The overriding feelings I have of my Nana’s garden are that it was a real place of wonder bursting at the seams with plants that unlocked my imagination - Lambs Ear, Snap Dragons and Fuchsias that appeared to dance - all intermingled with the sounds of birds in their bird bath that they shared with herds of snails and the oh-so-special archway tucked behind  climbing plants that hid a path so slender that only tiny feet could access it.