The garden heavy with the year's harvest in Richmond

Bluebells in Richmond are coming back. You’ll see them first in the shadowed corners of gardens, then spreading through the woods like a held breath released. They arrive quietly, stems pale green before the flowers show their colour. This is the moment before the spectacle. The leaves push through last autumn’s leaf litter. The buds […]

Richmond gardens are growing faster than you can keep up right now, every stem reaching, every border thickening overnight. You turn your back for three days and the hedge has put on six inches. The peas climb their canes in a weekend. This is the garden at full tilt. The light stretches past nine o’clock. […]

The frost in Richmond gardens that still catches you out arrives without warning in late spring. You wake to find the courgette leaves blackened, the dahlias slumped. The forecast said five degrees. It lied. This is the work of a radiation frost. Clear skies and still air let the day’s warmth escape straight upward. The […]

The garden in Richmond at its most full of promise is not a place of arrival. It is a place of becoming. You walk out in early morning and the air smells of damp earth and something green you cannot quite name. The beds are unfinished. The stakes lean. The lavender has just begun to […]

Winter birds in Richmond are arriving now, the feeders filling up with regulars and strangers alike. You might spot a redwing in the holly or a fieldfare working through fallen apples. They come from Scandinavia when the cold sets in there, looking for softer ground and easier pickings. The feeders you hung in autumn are […]