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“Creating a meadow is a labour of love,” announces Henrietta St. George. She speaks from experience, for five years ago she fulfilled her long-held ambition to plant a wildflower meadow in the garden of her Suffolk farmhouse. But she’s quick to add a note of caution: “It’s not for the faint-hearted!”
Walk up an unmetalled lane towards a remote village church on the Suffolk borders, past a 16th-century, ochre-washed farmhouse surrounded by fields. Peer over the garden wall and you’ll find a traditional English meadow, bejewelled with blue cornflowers, red poppies and yellow toadflax, and, at its centre, a very untraditional yurt.
The meadow is the creation of an unlikely partnership – an Englishwoman whose family
