There is a railway line that runs along the back of our garden. Some people may think that it is an intrusion on ones privacy, I am someone who actually enjoys it. It is wonderful for wildlife, as most of the time they are undisturbed, apart from the odd commuter train. We do also get the odd steam train which is wonderful, I always run to the bottom of the garden and give them a wave. Six months ago the tree surgeons came and felled a lot of the old oaks that run along the line, I was devastated. We managed to talk them into leaving two old girls and all the hawthorns. One of my qualities is that I will not be defeated, so for the last six months I have been planting trees, shrubs and wildflowers. Also clematis, honeysuckle, and the passionflower twenty in all have been planted under the larger trees, to grow through them and cover them with flowers.
I have planted at least 25 trees, hawthorns, holly, rowan, maples, silver birch, and the lovely salix, known for its beautiful orange and red stems in the winter. Most of these will be a gift to wildlife and for me they will fill me with hope everytime they burst into bud.