a little slice of heaven {petersham nurseries}…

it doesn’t seem that long ago {though, of course, it was} that my parents would coerce my siblings & i out of the house on the guise of a family outing, only to find ourselves being dragged kicking & screaming around a plant nursery or a family friend’s strawberry farm…

closer to home, my dad would conduct guided tours of his garden to a rather reluctant audience {me} wherein leaves would be inspected for signs of bugs or disease, fine flower specimens would be proudly held aloft so as to better adore them & my dad’s gaze would meet mine as he awaited the praise deserving of his efforts…

it never came: instead i’d roll my eyes {international teenage speak for disinterest} or fold my arms across my chest in mock annoyance…


fast forward more years than i care to admit to & now it’s me dragging my 75-year-old mum down country lanes & along unpaved paths in search of what i hoped was not an urban myth…

our efforts were indeed rewarded…

tucked on the outskirts of london, about 10-15 minutes by bus from richmond, lies the legendary petersham nurseries: row after row of dirt-floor greenhouses brimming with time-worn antiques, timeless homewares &, of course, every conceivable gardening aid…

i’ve long dreamt of a place where i could contentedly spend my days shuffling amid potting racks & seedling trays, but never in my mind’s eye did i concoct a setting as glorious this one…

each corner of the shop is beautifully curated & {seemingly} effortlessly styled… french shutters sit alongside garden benches whilst zinc-topped tables & painted wooden cupboards are laden with wares ranging from votives & drinking vessels, to walking sticks & watering cans…

all, of course, beautifully offset by lush greenery & colourful blooms…

& the result is truly breathtaking…

whilst it would have been easy to spend the entire of our visit ogling at the tablescapes, an amble outside brought its own rewards too: walled gardens & shady retreats, raised beds heavy with flowering bushes, potted pear trees under-planted with strawberries & wheeled carts loaded with herbs & heathers…

& as if we hadn’t been spoilt enough, there at the end of a long dirt row stood a quaint teahouse offering home-made treats, aptly housed in a garden shed, of course!

a little slice of heaven indeed!

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3 thoughts on “a little slice of heaven {petersham nurseries}…

  1. When Annie posted about Petersham nurseries my heart leapt with joy at how beautiful they were. And now I’m having the same feeling all over again! This style and aesthetic are so up my alley, I bet it’s like wandering through a delightful maze. Definitely on my list of places to visit next time. Maybe you two could show me around? 🙂

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