Peony perfection

The western world first learned about peonies from Marco Polo, who described them as “roses the size of cabbages”. I fell in love with these flowers when I saw them up close for the first time, in my daughter-in-law’s bridal bouquet. I want to grow some in my Mudgee garden. Knowing nothing about peonies, I…

Ready, set, roses! A winter garden project

Life’s too short to delay planting a rose garden! Now is the perfect time to lay the groundwork- no excuses! Mudgee has the perfect climate for these tough, hardy botanical superstars. Here, anyone can have a display of colourful, fragrant blooms come spring-time.     This glorious rose in my garden blooms profusely from spring…

Christmas in the Australian garden

Are there particular plants in your garden, or in the bush, which remind you of Christmas? Or maybe it’s the birds and insects that bring back childhood memories of the festive season. The iconic sights, sounds and smells that tell us that it’s high summer in Australia, and holidays are on the way. The enduring symbols Christmas…

A garden with heart and soul

An Australian who led the way for women in broadcasting in America, and her American husband, who reported several major historic events of the twentieth century, have spent the last 17 years living in Mudgee and creating their dream garden. In 2001, with family bonds tugging at their heartstrings, Susan Bray and Ed DeLong left their home in Philadelphia and…

Sculptures in the garden

Does your dream garden include an expanse of perfectly trimmed, lush green lawn? Or do you loathe the very idea of the time, effort, and watering, you’d need to invest, to achieve one? In the absence of picturesque groups of frolicking children, I don’t see much point in large expanses of lawn. That is, unless there are…

Bright jewels in the winter garden

Just when it seems winter is never going to end, mother nature lifts my spirits with the blossoming of the hellebore, or winter rose, in lovely shades of pink, purple, lemon yellow, green, magenta and almost black. These entice me back into the garden, and the ravages of winter fade into insignificance. Without cold conditions, there would be no hellebores! In Mudgee…