A little tour, through a macro lens, of the Nurseries where I work. A sun-warmed, blue-sky-afternoon, a kaleidoscope of colour and texture, fragrance too, and within the glasshouses, a world of tropical stars, adapting to our northern climes, and desert denizens hoping for a regime of benign neglect. Sparkle and glamour in Glasshouse One (of three) – to complete the tour.
Next, we’ll journey back to the Dordogne. A timeline worthy of Memento … or without the bloody gore, Rellik being shown here in the UK (and produced by my brother-in-law Chris Clough – just name dropping you know…)