Each year, as winter grinds through
its frosty paces, the garden becomes drabber and more forlorn. If it weren't for one generous plant, the scene would be unremittingly dismal. But luckily there is one trusty standby, a plant that seems oblivious to cold and grey, flowering when nothing else will and thereby earning my devotion. Let's hear it for the valiant hellebore:
TWILIGHT OF A LIVING GOD - *From the Archive: every month, his foundation receives over a thousand requests for his help. Adam Roberts watches Nelson Mandela in action and talks to...
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