I still can’t believe the garden was only planted in March/April 2011. Despite my long absences in South Africa, and the viciously erratic weather in the UK during 2012, I looked out this morning on plants which have supported me by thriving. In this dreadful year, when I feel at times completely overwhelmed by my mother’s death, the re-emergence of cancer in Jeremy, and the need to sell a beautiful home in London, I find a peace amongst the plants.