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

Both of these lovely people died too young . They both had so much living to do xx

An endearing lady of many hand crafted talents who also loved her garden and flowers. Many gifts to treasure in Ina's memory.

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

My dad loved everything about the world but particularly his garden. He grew all different types of vegetables, plants, fruit trees – kiwi, asparagus, pears and peaches.

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.

Tracey spent her last days at Lincoln Hospice and I used to get very upset when I had to leave her each day until 1 day one of the nurses saw how distressed I was when I was getting ready to go home and asked if I would want to stay the night which I jumped at the chance, they said it would have to be 2 beds pushed together in a small room for now as there were only women in the Hospice. The nurses were wonderful and some stayed after their shift to arrange it !!
I ended up staying with Tracey for the last 11 days and nights of her life and cannot thank them enough for their compassion and love they gave ❤

Mumday Wednesday's were the best!

Linda was a wonderful Wife, Mum & Grandma. She was a lovely, kind lady, who adored her family so much. Linda will be forever remembered and missed by her family and friends.

Always kind, loving and a true gentleman till the end xx

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

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

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

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.

Ray loved his garden, spending all his spare time tending to his plants, watching them established over the years. He passed away in November 2020 from a brain tumour age 57. I am trying my best to carry on his great work in the garden, and to enjoy the beauty of colour and life this time of year brings.

I’ll sit and watch this blossom in my garden and remember my Pops as always but even more so as he always wanted a wildflower garden. This will be so special to me for forever. Thanks again St Barnabas for giving us something to look at something and remember our loved ones. I’ll be forever grateful of the love and support you give to patients and there families x

You were on call for my husband for the last two years of his life and I was, and am, so grateful for your help and kindness.

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

Holidaying in Weston Super Mare

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.

Grandma loved gardening

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

Mum loved her garden and definitely had "green fingers" which I sadly have not inherited. Dad was also a keen gardener and spent many hours in his allotment or "down the plot" as he used to say. The wildflower card is a beautiful memory for them both who are much missed.