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Gardens in Richmond become summer headquarters for children

Gardens in Richmond become summer headquarters for children the moment school breaks up. The lawn turns into a cricket pitch. The shed becomes a castle. A blanket over two chairs is suddenly a ship.

You can hear it from the street: the shriek of a hose fight, the thud of a football against a fence, the endless negotiation over whose turn it is. Lavender borders hum with bees. The air smells of cut grass and sun cream.

Parents learn to stop worrying about the state of the flowerbeds. A few trampled petals are the price of a child who comes in at teatime with mud on their knees and stories about the den they built behind the shed.

The garden does what no screen can. It makes them invent, argue, cooperate, and occasionally fall over. They come back inside tired in a way that actually leads to sleep.

By September, the lawn will look exhausted. The hedge will have lost a few branches. The lavender will have been stripped for pretend potions. But the children will have had a summer that felt like childhood.

Let them loose while you can.

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The garden in Richmond at midsummer

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The lavender is out in Richmond gardens and the bees are everywhere

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The shady corner in Richmond gardens where lavender meets old walls

The shady corner in Richmond gardens becomes a refuge when the sun is at its worst. You find it behind the south-facing wall, where lavender spills over brick and the air smells sharp and sweet. Bees work the purple stems with a low hum. You sit on a bench that has been there longer than […]

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What survives a heatwave in Richmond gardens and what doesn’t

What survives a heatwave in Richmond gardens and what doesn’t becomes obvious by mid-afternoon. Lavender stands firm, its grey leaves designed for drought, while the bees work overtime in the purple spikes. Sedums, salvias, and anything with a Mediterranean backbone keep their composure. Roses droop but recover. Hardy geraniums fade to papery wisps. Hostas give […]

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The first tomatoes in Richmond gardens

The first tomatoes in Richmond gardens are ripening now. You notice them one morning, a flush of orange breaking through the green. The smell hits you when you pinch out the side shoots: sharp, green, faintly chemical. It clings to your fingers for hours. This is the moment gardeners wait for. The fruit has been […]

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