The daffodil border at Bedford stretches from the Summer House past the stable and down to the Linden Allee. Thousands of bulbs planted every autumn …

A Bedford Gray wall with nothing on it but a single framed botanical print and a slant of afternoon light. The paint is warm. The …

Martha wrote an entire book called “Organizing: The Manual for Bringing Order to Your Life.” Her philosophy fits in one sentence: everything has a place, …

A window pushed open for the first time since October lets in air that smells like wet earth and something green. On the sill, a …

Steam curls off the surface of a clawfoot tub in a room lined with white marble subway tile. A beeswax candle burns on the tub …

A bowl of blue-green eggs sits on a kitchen counter in morning light. The colour shifts from pale aqua to soft teal depending on which …

A white button-down, a pair of khaki trousers, and a silk scarf knotted once at the neck. The shoes are leather, the belt is brass, …

A clawfoot tub holds heat the way cast iron always does: slowly, stubbornly, long after the water should have cooled. Steam rises in a room …

Martha’s father taught her to grow from seed, from cuttings, from saplings. She started at age three. Eighty years later, her Bedford property holds 300 …

A single wall of hand-printed botanical paper changes the temperature of a room before you even step inside. The ferns are slightly imperfect, the cream …