A year ago the sewage pipe burst and I lost my front garden. A garden is back – different garden, one with infinitely worse soil (a top dressing of fetid subsoil watered with gardener’s tears is not good growing medium) but with new possibilities. I ran a path through the middle and took out all the grass, and we just had a gate put in to the back so the front path now has somewhere to go.
I was so heartbroken. But gardens do heal.