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| And you are up near the frontier, near the gateway, So that when I come home, tired, in the evening, Home to my hill garden, Rose Pilgrim, You are the first flower I find there, You are the very first flower, my Rose Pilgrim, Pilgrim my sweet rose. Mary Ursula Bethell (1874-1945) |
Barewood Garden
Caroline Faraday, the owner of this garden, is a florist and it shows. The exquisite white-painted timber house with elegant varandah is strewn with colour and surrounded by all manner of floral delights nurtured with style.
Intensive planting in terraced gardens below the house with climbers up poles and along the front of the house, give a wonderful mass of colour in spring. A pond, a shrubbery and a potager, flanked by brick walls complete the picture of this charming garden.