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When the garden tips into chaos

The garden has fallen over.

Not literally. Not disastrously. But it has tipped into that midsummer moment when everything gives up on structure and starts to sprawl.

It is the most wonderful time. The most dishevelled, abundant, forgiving time. But this year, it has come early.

And I will admit, I caught myself looking around with that inner critic switched on. Seeing mildew on the calendula, floppy hollyhocks blocking paths, gone-over poppies gone to seed in all the wrong places. The beds are full of weeds. The buttercups have made their way into the tunnel again, and the sticky willow wraps around the cosmos like a joke.

It would be easy to go into battle mode. To see the mess. To try to fix it all. To feel behind.

But I am choosing a different way this year.

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