Crooked House

A country life in France


Yesterday as I was preparing to take Nell out for a walk, my lovely French neighbour tapped on the window – she had brought me another gift for the garden (this is the third such), a lovely sturdy Sedum seedling plant. She speaks not a word of English and I speak very little French but I think that the language of gardening is perhaps universal. I said my thanks and remarked that the plant wouldContinue readingBounty

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