"Jim Carroll: "An acre of moss and rushes" A great song subject."
You mean if I sing it they'll go away - lovely thought?
Ewan MacColl and Peggy Seeger lived in a rather posh suburb of South East London occupying the top two floors of a Maisonett - they had half of a divided garden at the back which, whenever I stopped there, Ewan kept fanatically immaculate; a condition of staying with them to copy their field recordings was that if you were able, you helped with the weeding etc.
When Ewan died Peggy decided to turn it into a 'wild garden' and before too long it became over-run with wonderful displays of wildflowers and 'natural' plants, some of which spread over into their neighbours' gardens, but not enough to cause major problems.
Everything went well until the locals came banging on the door complaining about the foxes, badgers, fieldmice and shrews that had made themselves permanent 'Beconians'.... not sure how she resolved that one.
Jim Carroll