I know I'm late for Monday, but there has been So Much Time out in the gardens that I am falling behind on my 'indoors things'. This Loreena McKennitt version of the W.B. Yeats poem of the same name is forever long, but it hauntingly beautiful and worth a listen...
And while you're listening, here are a few more photos from this weekends' Hermit's Garden session - in the woods (hence the 'tree' song...)
A few more shots from the Hermit's Grove - of things that are finally blooming. :-)
(LOOK at these amazing, gorgeous deep-red trilliums! I don't think I've ever seen them such a color before).
And we are in the height of bluebell season. Here it only grows where it's been purposefully put - although it does seem to gradually spread. Maybe someday, our woods may have naturalized bluebells as they grow elsewhere....
- this time to pick the caretaker's brain about my own gardens...
- I weeded alongside of him and took notes on all his words of wisdom and experience...
It was fun to see how much everything had grown just since last week -
-it has actually been sunny and kind of *warm* the last couple of days. Leaves! Flowers! Growing things!
And this was the most clever thing I've seen - our incredibly invasive and prolific blackberries, sort of topiaried and curtailed and wrapped in a 'wreath'. Easy to pick and easy to contain.
Given the awesome gardens I've been visiting of late (and all the time I'm spending in mine), I thought I'd post this Tony performance of the original cast of The Secret Garden -
I religiously listen to this soundtrack every spring, when I'm starting to wither a bit from garden-and-growing-things withdrawal...
"Come a mild day, come a warm rain, Come a snowdrop, a-comin' up!"_
Yesterday, I posted photos from the herb garden portion of The Hermit's Grove. Today, I'm posting pics from the gorgeous back, wooded area of the property -
From the decorative -(the ornamented out-buildings...)
The low-walled stone circle...
(complete with a 'marble' floor. :-)
The fairy-house under the big-leaf maple...
Into the woods....
The huckleberries growing from cedar trunks...
...and trees growing on trees...
...tis a magical place, truly.
"And all through the darkest nighttime,
It's waiting for the right time.
When a thing is wick, it will grow!"
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