That part of the field became my herb garden,often my morning place of quiet and definitely somewhere special. We made the paths wide enough for Kate's chair to get through. Although as the years have gone on they tend to grow narrower and narrower until I can bear to cut them back. The young lad became a man and he and his wife and family are still very precious to us. Really it should not be called mine, but "James' Herb Garden!"
The garden is divided by four paths.North, south, east and west. Each area is bound by box hedge. It's due for a haircut at the moment, but it will have to wait. In the centre of the herbs is a pear tree, in fact a Golden Pear Tree, sadly it doesn't have nutmegs on it...my favorite nursery rhyme.