Stilton: That sounds like a joy. I'm not in the least bit green-fingered, but I really enjoy the sights and smells of a garden. Around this time of year there's that lovely fecund smell of the earth and leaves breaking down and enriching. I used to live in town but I'm now out in the countryside. Its the best move I ever made :-)
DampSquib: It is a joy, keeps me sane if the weather permits.
I'm in Cumbria, high winds & salt air can dictate what will grow, small victories once in a while over mother nature.
Lived in the local town once, never again, hated every second of it.
Wouldn't mind getting rid of the seagulls, sandwich stealing PITA, Cumbria's very own cliff racers.
Cumbria's on my list of places to see.
I'm down in Somerset, which I love. Its pleasantly rural with some beautiful villages scattered around, and quite a few amazing National Trust properties. We've got druidic sites and ancient burial mounds, and loads of interesting history.
Beats the bum off London, which I return to very seldom, thankfully. The place is pretty revolting now, which is such a shame. I have very fond memories of the old parts, but they've changed too much to be the same.