My amazing grandma and great grandma always loved to be put in the garden. Weather it would be picking up the weeds, or planting shrubs, they were always busy and so very proud of their gardens. When my grandma passed away, I took cuttings from some of their plants and I am growing them to this day.

Precious memories of my youngest brother Lee-Paul
tragically taken far too young ❤️
Aged 16 years!
7th July 1996
Lee one in a million

A beautiful lady inside and out.
We miss you so much Mum xxx

I am sowing these seeds in memory of my lovely Mum, Mary Evans, who sadly passed away on this day (July 28th) last year. She is deeply missed. ???? xx

Dad loved his garden and was never happier than when he was working there.

My dad got poorly really quickly and unexpectedly and so it was a real shock to everyone. I had never lost anyone and struggled to deal with what was happening. I credit the staff at St Barnabas with helping me get through that difficult time. Not only was the care and dignity they provided to my Dad of the highest standard, they made sure that myself, my Mum and my brother were ok and when I wasn't did everything they could to help me understand. I'll never be able to say enough thank yous.

Eleanor loved her garden and spent many hours making it looking beautiful,she loved to experiment with planting different bulbs and seeds.

I am remembering my Nanny Val, who remains to be a huge inspiration in mine, and my families, lives.
Nanny was so passionate and enthusiastic about life, an infectious quality that I will cherish forever, and hope to continue in her memory.
Love you always Nanny
Kate xxx

Mumday Wednesday's were the best!

Patrick loved his garden. He had fond memories of 'back in the day' when seeing wild flowers everywhere was the norm.

There for us …. until taken away too soon. Missing you always.

Many lovely memories I have of Tony. One of them was when he was sat outside the front door admiring the garden in the sunshine when a baby bird landed on his head. He couldn't move for ages. I don't know who was more stunned him or the bird! He so loved nature and to us it was a happy event. I smile thinking back on it.

They were both beautiful people and loved their gardens.

My wonderful brave father who I miss so much and still worry about , my guide in life and protector .x

Dad was not just my Dad but a real gd best friend too.
Mum had a heart of gold always there when you needed help or support.

Mum and Dad loved gardening before they became ill. Remembering them with wild flowers is perfect. Thank you.

When the swifts arrive in June, they always bring back memories of my Mums last summer. They would screech and swoop around the garden, and she loved them.

Chris, you were an amazing brother who would brighten up a room. Really miss your sense of humour and you calling for a brew. We really miss our lion king buddy. Love you sis x

Holidaying in Weston Super Mare

Grandma and Grandad loved walking. They would walk for miles and miles until both of them preferred resting in their armchairs, more than hiking. I think they must have seen hundreds of wildflower fields on their daily walks. With both of them gone, these flowers will be a beautiful reminder of them.

Mick loved his garden, he only grew flowers and our garden was a picture during the summer months.