Spring, the month of growth, of new beginnings. It is a time of new beginnings for all at gooseberry gardens as it is with a touch of sadness that I write this, my final blog piece as I bid farewell to gooseberry gardens.
The blank canvas which I was presented with two years ago has been painted, with a fresco of fruit flowers and veg. Many mountains of stones have been picked and barrows of manure spread in the creation of the gardens.
The ornamental gardens have been transformed, from the pleasure gardens to the woodlands there’s always a spot of beauty on the estate whatever the season. The polytunnels are never bare as the lodge is now totally self-sufficient in salad crops. The soft fruit garden was one of the triumphs of last year, it’s has a year to settle in and will soon start to bare fruit. The orchard we planted last December is just starting to bud. It won’t be long before it’s a mass of blushing blossom. The walled garden, my baby, is no longer the barren green field site of yesteryear’s but a place of beauty , producing bountiful harvests, playing host to two garden dinner’s last year beneath the grapevines of the greenhouse house.
But all parents must let their children go and the time has come for me to move on. A part of me will always remain in Virginia and I don’t mean the many gloves lost along the way!! It’s been an amazing opportunity for which I would like to thank Richard and the Corrigan team. I’ve grown and eaten fabulous food, made friends for life and most importantly helped in the creation of a very special place, for “to plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow”.
The time has come for me to pass on the baton and for us all to begin our own spring.