I have delayed this column until it can no longer tempt Nature. I resisted writing it for August, its happy subject, because Mother Nature, that human fiction, is ever so cruel: she seems to be provoked by statements of satisfaction. So here it is now when the month is just past and she cannot ruin it.
August in Britain has been heaven for gardeners. I know this tribute will not be echoed by many of you abroad. Gardening in central to southern Italy has been a nightmare when daytime…
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