This is the time of surprises in the garden, after a season of non-stop rain. The trees and bushes are green green green and are shooting up taller and taller. The Javanese Bamboo is becoming a hill of bamboo and is enjoyed by the Kingfisher as a place of rest and reconissence. My dream of building a studio on the little plateau is being pushed to one side.
I am still savouring the pleasure of watching Monty Don travelling around his 80 worldwide gardens and particularly the stoney hilltop house and garden of Wendy Vincent and Geoffrey Armstrong, a painter and a sculptor. It was so perfectly sited on the hill with stones and old wood and water. The jewelled serpent slid along his wall and the water gurgled through the stones. Also the vege and herb garden of the township school was fantastic. I have indulged in the purchase of the d.v.d. of the series. Still garden dreaming!
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