This was uncultivated farmland when we bought it. There was never a house or garden here, and the garden grew out of pasture and meadow that I am forever trying to tame. But you can't tame the wild, as it turns out. You can only make lemonade and convince yourself there is beauty in the chaos. When we put a stop the neighbour's cows pasturing on our land, trees began to grow in the meadows and wild places beyond the garden wall and are now thriving.
I love the "Regal" lily (right) and one day I'll plant several and have them poke up through a bed of lavender like sentinels. The key to doing that sort of thing is not to shadow the surrounding soil of the lily. The lily dies back to the ground completely and all but disappears in fall. The new growth needs sun.