The garden is alive with self-seeded wild cistus flowering all over the place. This makes me so happy as not only are they very pretty, they are what we named our house after and they had disappeared.
When we bought our plot of land in early 2008 it was a forest full of green oaks, tall pines, interesting rock structures and wild cistus. We would come and play or picnic in it while waiting for permission to build. It was natural and wild. Obviously we had to cut down many trees to build a house and the general damage to the land by diggers, concrete mixers and trucks was sad to see. I wondered at the time if it would ever recover.
Once the house was built we set about creating a garden and the idea was to try and get it back to as natural as possible, while incorporating some lawn to play on. We have planted hundreds of plants and replaced the huge trees with smaller prettier ones. But we never planted any cistus, and yet, five years after the construction began, the cistus are well and truly back.