The Gardener

In a forthcoming film I will try to share, what I can, of an unknown gardener. Meantime, here are some words of literary gardeners, past and present:

‘I am La Louve. I am Longmeadow.’

This post is for the wonderful Monty Don.  

How is he, that gentle gardener?

   

50 years a gardener

I came across this much broken and worn tombstone in Kirkliston Kirkyard. I believe it commemorates Alexander Gibson who was 50 years a gardener at Newliston House.