Yet the garden, a ten hour drive north east of Mexico City, was dreamed up by someone born on a different continent, the eccentric and flamboyant British poet Edward James (pictured left).
The search for the ideal location would take five years. James had planned for the garden to be in Los Angeles but had decided that Mexico was more romantic than overcrowded California.
He befriended a dazzlingly handsome young telegraph office manager, Plutarco Gastelum - left in a painting by Carlyle Brown. This was while he was visiting Cuernavaca, the capital and principal city of the state of Morelos in Mexico.
Together they headed off in to the jungle and found Xilitla (which you pronounce Hill-eet-la) towards the end of 1945.
The children were not short of pets – as Las Pozas grew so did James’ menagerie – he owned 200 birds and 40 dogs. He also had a number of boa constrictors which he once took on a trip to Mexico City.
He would request that workers in the garden conduct their duties in the nude (they happily obliged) and he fired one worker for interrupting him while he was having a conversation with an orchid (though he was later reinstated).