Our revised road trip includes a revisit to Eastwoodhill. And I attempt the impossible.
Never heard of Douglas Cook? Me neither. Or at least not until I visited Eastwoodhill, the arboretum he established between the 1930s and 1960s. Cook was a little eccentric for his times. Gardening in the nude and reciting poetry, as well as loving trees, weren’t the usual preoccupations of […]
Earlier this week I came across the travel blog WheresMyBackpack.com. The post I read is a tribute to gardens. And it got me thinking about the gardens I’ve visited – there’s been a few. Especially if I count all those visits to my grandparents as a kid. Without […]