The Garden in Winter
I’m back to a snowy gorgeous garden. I was in Paris for a few weeks and it threw everything out of kilter. It was just too good. Then back to work and here I am again willing to come to you every week.
The garden this week is lovely to my eye:
Yesterday the garden was inundated by flocks of birds. On their way south I hope. They stopped and hoovered their way through just about everything with a bit of fruit on it. It was exciting to see because they are amazingly polite: one group would wait on the fence while another shot through picking at this and that. And not a pigeon among them. I get tired of seeing pigeons scooping up bird seeds set out in feeder. They aren’t interested in the things I grow for birds: roses hips, buds on vines and shrubs (berberis seems very popular).
There is still lots and lots of colour and the evergreens are looking amazing. I need to add many more and will do so next year.
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In this shot I moved the cast bronze pine cone from its normal position at the garden side of the fountain to the top where I can enjoy it all winter. I asked sculptor Reinhard Reitzenstein if that was okay (artists can be prickly about this sort of thing). Okay indeed he said, a little seasonal updating. Love that man. He’s not only incredibly talented, he’s a very funny guy. I’m hoping he’ll come and visit his creation soon. It gives me non-stop pleasure and is the perfect example of why art has such an important place in the garden. I can no longer imagine what my garden would look like without this wonderful sculpture fountain. Looks fabulous at night all lit up from above and below. I realize I am very lucky