There is a Quaker House just around the corner from where I live. The building itself is beautiful and the gardens are immaculatley kept, yet there is a touch of wildness about the garden - the plants and trees can flourish here and show off their best. There is an alchemy between gardener and flora, both working together to create something magical. One of the bushes in the front sticks out through the fence and must have got a bash - a small branch had broken off with some berries on it. So home it came with me and inspired this piece.