An expedition in flower arranging and growing from seed. Milli's lyrical descriptions of her voyage from the greys of London to the chocolate of the earth in West Sussex is wonderful. Memory, curiosity, and a love of these garden jewels takes the reader along for the ride.
The book has lovely images of the fields, the flowers, and her arrangements.
This is not a botany science book.
Follow the movement, a swelling of mostly women purchasing mud boots and scouring through online seed growers to plan just a few acres. I've known this lifestyle in my bones and dogs paws.
I lived in London forever ago, though I'm not English. My next home was Los Angeles. I moved out of my loft on Industrial Street (only for love) to put down roots the Central Valley and started a rose farm. I've created wedding flowers for fun. Flower captivation I call it. Since uprooting many times is my path I owned another farm from 2016 until the end of Covid. I moved again to town into a beige condo to be in walking distance to my youngest sister who is dying. This book helped me at night before I went to sleep to recall happy times in the testing fields. Milli's book was a balm of jasmine and rose to my heart when I had promised not to cry. Still holding to an image - no, not the one where the face of a young woman is disguised by a huge bouquet, as is a common pose standing in the rows of flowers ~ the picture I draw is myself and my sister ~ young, though in reality we are not today ~ with baskets of peonies at our feet and the sun warming our faces, smiling at the camera.
Buy this book. You will find joy, refer to it on a dark day.