Yesterday I heard lots of stories.Fran was full of stories of her Grandparents, and parents. My fav story involved a piggery. One Cunning pig managed to escape and made a run for freedom. He ran to where the park is now and found his way into Frans grandads garden, and began to eat all his veg and flowers!
Fran recalled a friend who found a gold broach in some soil, shaped like a sea horse. Someone elses garden was built on the site of an old glass factory. As they dug up the soil they kept finding glass marbles.I wandered if we would find any treasures yesterday.
Its amazing the stories behind the land we garden, the people who have worked with the soil. The treasures we unearth, from previous occupants, or things that have been lost. It pleases me to find stuff occasionally.
Gardening is timeless. We can read books from throughout history, and see the passion, the love for growing flowers, plants, and tree's. Making our own garden of Eden.
Fran found a Half Penny dated from 1964. It was well covered in mud. Fourty three years since it was made. They ceased to be legal tender in 1984. It was lost, and waited for us to dig the soil before finding it. Its worth twenty pence I read, but its the serendipity of unearthing it on a sunny day, making the front garden border beautiful.
The talking, the coffee for me, the people looking over the fence. It felt like a sunday, with music playing. People outside their houses, a few people were out gardening. Doing as people have done for years when its sunny and pleasant to be outside. Especially after the cold and wet weather...
This is a clearer image of the buried treasure. The sailing ship on it. Fran is cleaning the coin we found up, and i guess it will be kept somewhere.From a good gardening day:)
Have you ever found buried items in your garden? Did you find remnants in a garden shed from previous owners? Found items that were beneath six foot of weeds and had to be released from them?
Want to know what people have found in their gardens.