Spring passes...

The end of spring in the social garden...

This oasis of beauty in south east London is my neigbours work of art. I will be featuring it a lot over the seasons. He has an eye for form and is very aware of colour; a lot of artifice has gone into his wild garden. It is full of big arty drifts of colour and self seeders. He is inspired by Beth Chatto and Christopher Lloyd and Mirabel Osler's 'A Gentle Plea For Chaos'.

Tulipomania

... walking amongst the tulips with the early evening sun. These are from my favourite social garden here in south east London

“A tulip doesn’t strive to impress anyone. It doesn’t struggle to be different than a rose. It doesn’t have to. It is different. And there’s room in the garden for every flower. You didn’t have to struggle to make your face different than anyone else’s on earth. It just is. You are unique because you were created that way. Look at little children in kindergarten. They’re all different without trying to be. As long as they’re unselfconsciously being themselves, they can’t help but shine. It’s only later, when children are taught to compete, to strive to be better than others, that their natural light becomes distorted.” // Marianne Williamson