INTER has arrived in the wonderfully named village of Cold Aston in Gloucestershire and it’s a season I always look forward to. The leaves are off the trees, so the low sunlight backlights the garden from morning to dusk. Much of the froth of summer has either died back, or been sheared back by me, so I can appreciate the structure of the whole garden. The texture
A winter’s tale
Nov 29, 2022
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