It's in the blood

[callmemadam]

My great grandfather in his garden. Should that be hyphenated? I never know.

The photo was obviously taken in May. I don't have a date for it but I'm guessing 1930s before he retired and moved house. What a lot of lupins he grew; I think this would have been before the Russell lupins were introduced. I'm fascinated by that bust in the left hand corner. Wish I had it!

Comments

[gghost.livejournal.com]

Lovely! It definitely must be in the genes.

[(Anonymous)]

You are lucky to have inherited it genetically. Despite my mother's natural affinity with gardens, I inherited none of it.

[callmemadam.livejournal.com]

I wonder if there is such a thing as a gardening gene? My sister and my cousins on that side of the family are all keen gardeners whereas on the other side there is no interest at all.

[callmemadam.livejournal.com]

I wonder. I'm impressed by the rather modern 'massed perennials' look he has there; no crazy paving paths with everything in neat rows. He had so many hobbies I don't know how he had time to work.

Edit: this was a reply to gghost but LJ has put it in the wrong place, as usual.