My mother, the gardening writer Anne Scott-James, owned a cottage garden on the Berkshire downs for some fifty years. It was a place she loved more than any other. She would be the first to say that she was not in any sense a gardening designer. The space evolved and changed over the years, but remained at its best in the spring. Primroses spread like …
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