My Grandmothers Garden

My Maternal Grandmother (Joyce) loved gardens, she had a garden that can be described as
"having one of everything".

As a child I loved to explore the garden discovering the many different plants and picking a tussie mussie of flowers I thought she would like.  I also remember the dread we would feel if she asked "Do you want to come for a walk?" It meant she had seen a plant as she had driven past a garden. She only went for a walk if it involved picking a cutting from a garden and she would enlist anyone gullible enough to help. In her honour, I have decided to have a competition, involving crocheting charity squares to be sent to myself in Australia or to sue at SIBOL in England . I will publish details soon, in the meantime here is a  photo of myself with my Mother and Grandmother in her front garden, in front of the mango tree.