
A few days before the summer solstice, I was lucky enough to be invited for a picnic and tour of the garden at Monk’s House, the country home of Virginia and Leonard Woolf, with the garden team from Charleston. The visit was part of an exchange of ideas between the two gardens, once owned by the two sisters: Vanessa and Virginia.
We were hosted by head gardener Lucy, who hauled deck chairs out of Virginia’s writing hut so that we could picnic on the bowling lawn (we sat on the grass, but it was a lovely thought).
After one of the wettest starts to June on record, the sun came out and the garden where Leonard continued to work for many years after Virginia’s death was dazzling.









