My earliest memories of Kadoorie Farm and Botanic Garden (KFBG) are from when I was a child. I remember being taken to see the piglets and the chicks, and ducklings in sheds with roofs dotted with porcelain ducks and an inscription at one of the entrances:
“Dear God, Give us a flood of water, let it rain tomorrow and always. Give us plenty of little slugs and other luscious things to eat. Protect all folk who quack and everyone who knows how to swim. Amen.”
We would walk through the magical gardens, featuring plants from around the world together with waterfalls, pavilions, bridges and picnic ...
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