In Normandy for the weekend. I couldn’t resist this magnificent garden, a stone’s throw from Mum and Dad’s barn. It’s really not very big but there’s so much going on. I’ve missed lots I’m sure but there’s lettuce, leeks, parsley, strawberries, Swiss chard, sorrel, spinach, roses, pansies, daffodils, primroses, tulips, hellebore; not to mention the bags, boxes, bottles and buckets. It’s a real feast for the eyes.