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.

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

My parents loved their garden, spending time in it and tending it. They also loved nature and all things associated with it. Every time I look at these lovely flowers I will think of them.

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

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.

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

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.

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

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.

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.

My sister was a happy go loving person who loved life to the full. She was a special lady and made people smile and laugh a lot. She is missed dearly by her family and friends everday xxx My mother in law and father in law were kind and loving people. They enjoyed spending time with family especially their chikdren, grandchildren and great grandchildren. Both are sadly missed but we have lots of lovely memories to share xxx

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

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.

Grandma loved gardening

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

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

I have set this up so that my mum receives the beautiful wildflower card in memory of her sister & my auntie. Gail was the most beautiful soul & is greatly missed by everyone but especially my mum her big sister xxxx

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.

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

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.

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