Christo was regularly to be seen on his knees in the garden. Most visitors would ask the usual questions-how many staff, how long does it take to clip the hedges, isn't it a lot of work? - and the questions had more to do with speaking to the owner than seriously wanting information. If Christo thought a question worthwhile he would answer it tantalisingly well. If he thought it was a lazy question, he would snap, whence his reputation for being as bad tempered as his dachshunds.
(Christopher Lloyd. His life at Great Dixter. Stephen Anderton)
"No occupation is so delightful to me as the culture of the earth, and no culture comparable to that of the garden".