I can now walk around much of the garden without being stung with nettles, prickled by thistles or covered in soldiers buttons so out comes the Hasselblad again. The light is really flat and it hasn’t been sunny for weeks but I really want to document the progress in photographs.
At some point in my future, these happenings will be my distant past, and the photographs will be read and interpreted differently by each viewer. But only I was there.
The Photographers' Garden 