Being English and a gardener has certain drawbacks, especially if one is tall and thinnish-and wears a sun hat and skirt, rather than a baseball cap and shorts. People expect  …

The attic bedroom of our old farmhouse is where we hide magic: the tiny Christmas trees that appeared by the beds on Christmas morning; the tiny cannabis plants, years later,  …

"Why don't you go and see Elisabeth Woodburn?," my husband used to say whenever I needed cheering. When I did, it always worked. She died on this past November 18,  …

My poinsettia is cheerily blooming at last, its tissue-paper white and red contrasting nicely with the green June grass. So what if it’s 80° in the shade, and there are  …