THERE’S something about gardens – and the people who tend them – that leaves a lasting impression on us.

Being in a garden awakens our senses. Whether it’s our own patch of earth or another place – a park, an exhibition, or a flower show – the sights and colours bring a sense of wellbeing and calm.

Outdoors, we feel the cool breeze and the warm sun on our skin. We hear gentle background sounds – the rustle of leaves, the hum of insects, the song of birds. The scent of flowers drifts by.

Perhaps these sounds and sensations bring back childhood memories – times when the days seemed endless, life felt simple, and freedom came naturally.

Maybe this column has stirred thoughts not visited in 50 years – moments with your grandparents in their garden, or the carefree days when you played outs

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