My first day at Dixter III

Then we weeded the path along the long border, leaving the odd teasel, primrose and Erigeron if they were out of the way and close to the beds. It was a job that looked very satisfying when we had finished.


Every so often I would look up and enjoy the visual feast that was in front of me, pause to hear nothing else but the bees hum or find myself underneath some scented wonder as I did with the Salvia 'Cerro Potosi' with it's brilliant magenta flowers and sagey scent.