Oh Oudolf! You really do travel the world.
After dropping the boy off at The Old Course for his week-long dream-come-true university golf team tryout, this mama was free to immerse herself in her love and work. We first visited The Blue Poppy, a small flower farm on north shore of the Firth of the Forth (more to say on that soon), then carried on to a booking I'd made at Wormistoune Estate.
Gracious Fiona, who welcomed our company, toured us around and helped with plant i.d. with some of the best border maps I've ever seen. Photocopied year-to-year, the head gardener Katherine makee alterations in various pen colours, noting what needs to move and when. My latest gardening column riffed on Joan Didion's essay 'On Keeping a Notebook' so I was thoroughly impressed when Fiona opened the guide to Wormistoune. (If you're interested in design, it's worth looking at Piet Oudolf's sketches, how he thinks in drifts of colour).
I could have spent ALL day chatting with Fiona about floristry and plants, but she implored us to visit Campo (and say hi to her beau who worked there), so ten minutes later we hit the big borders down the road...
Both Wormistoune's borders and parts of the Cambo Estate are planted Oudolf's naturalistic style, with Cambo going so far as to have created a prairie. We preferred Wormistoune's intimacy, but there's no question both are worth a visit in Fife.
What follows are more pictures with captions beneath…I'm on the run to dinner in Edinburgh and feeling a tad stressed about curating the life whilst living the life, but so it is when full to bursting with blooms. I wouldn't want it any other way.