Thursday, June 19, 2008

Gardens in the village


The Mill Pond and the Hall

Foxgloves at Laurel Cottage

Campanula at Rose Row

The walk down to the Spinney

Oaks on the Commons in a sea of nettles

Requiescant in pace

The Yew tree at St. Alban's Churchyard. The children in the village maintain the ancient superstitions and will not talk while passing underneath and hold their breath.

St. Alban's

St. Alban's House

My street

The view outside my window.



Iohannes Carolus Crassus said...

Just in case you are having second thoughts (though I do admit that the pictures are lovely) we have a rose garden here too, and a botanical garden, all in the middle of the city (there really is a lot more to it than the bits you've seen.) Then there are several villas; the Villa Borghese comes complete with an 'English garden', which has artificial ponds and ruins sprinkled throughout the 'wild' vegetation.

Mark S. Abeln said...

Lovely photos. I can see how someone can love such a place.

Anonymous said...

What lovely pictures! Sigh.. I want to sit on that bench in that garden with a nice blue willow cup filled with Earl Grey. :-)

John said...

This other Eden, demi-paradise,
This fortress built by Nature for herself. . .

It's amazing what pops into the mind looking at pictures.



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