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I grow a cutting garden on half an acre of stubborn clay: ranunculus in spring, dahlias until the frost takes them, and sweet peas everywhere I can get away with. The bouquets are picked the morning you receive them.
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Wren grew our entire wedding — armfuls of sweet peas and garden roses picked that morning. Guests kept asking which florist we'd used, and the answer was a field.
Margot Ellis Bride
I gave her my worst clay corner as a challenge and she handed me back a plan, a compost lecture and the best dahlias on the site. The consultation paid for itself by August.
Sam Okafor Allotment neighbourThree hours in the cutting garden and I finally understand why my supermarket bouquets never worked. I left with an armful of flowers and an unreasonable number of seed packets.
Lucy Trent Workshop guestA garden teaches you to plant things you won't see flower for months, and to trust that they will. Everything here — the beds, the bouquets, this journal — is grown on that kind of faith.
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The frost still owns the mornings, but the greenhouse bench is already crowded — here’s what gets started while winter argues.
One midsummer day in the cutting garden, from the four-a.m. blackbird to the last watering can at dusk.