It started with a mown path.
I keep bird feeders at the bottom of the garden, so I mowed a single strip through the grass to reach them — and left everything either side to grow. I didn't plant a thing. The lawn did the rest. Clover came up first, then a scatter of small yellow flowers, and with them the bees. On a warm afternoon the whole patch now hums.
The whole plan
Mow less. Watch more. That's genuinely it. A rewilded lawn isn't neglect — it's a decision to let a bit of your garden work for the wildlife that's quietly disappearing from ours. One path, one patch, one summer.
