THERE was a large lawn in the country garden of my childhood, which was dotted with specimen ornamental trees and several beds containing an array of shrubs. An old hedgerow of native species formed the boundary down one side, while indigenous trees loomed in the adjacent field.
I can recall the amazing display from the many deciduous species in autumn, but the downside was that all their falling leaves ended up in our garden, clogging up beds and smothering the grass. Some of these found their way into the compost heap, but most were consigned to an incinerator.
As a result of my
