When Sasha York first stood in what would become her walled garden at Hutton Wandesley Stables, there was almost nothing there. Just an overgrown expanse that had been a pony paddock for 30 years, with weeds up to her waist and a single tree in the middle. The three Victorian brick walls still stood – weathered witnesses to generations of use and neglect – but the garden itself had disappeared.
For a couple of years, she simply mowed it. She needed to walk into the space every day, to understand its scale, to let it speak to her. She had an extraordinary advantage: the original 1874 plan drawn by her husband's great-great-great grandfather, showing exactly how he'd planned to build this productive space. A Peach house, heated walls, potting sheds; a proper Victorian kitchen garden designed to feed a grand household.
