1. At RHS Wisley, the long double borders planted with drifts of waving grasses and daisies of all shapes and sizes -- my favourites were the ones with long droopy petals skirting round cone-shaped centres.
2. Hunting for frogs, wild strawberries and strange plants in my aunt's garden.
3. The sound of blackberries dropping into a box as I pick them.
Workshop, documentary and end.
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