On my first visit to Great Dixter, I was a mere tourist following the heavily trod trail of famous gardens that wind through southeast England. A horticultural neophyte, I didn’t even know how to free a plant from a black plastic pot when I arrived in Sussex. Still, the legendary iconoclastic garden was an arrow through my heart. Entering via the mossy gate, I was swept away by a carpet of wild magenta-spotted orchids. Down the path, 330 linear feet of border garden vibrated with color.

Source: Wall Street Journal April 26, 2018 17:37 UTC