So, David Hockney it is over, but not quite.

Thousands of us  stood and jostled  in the grand rooms up the stair of the Royal Academy to see the rendering of our countryside by David Hockney.  And returned home with eyes on stalks to stare at our surrounding woods and fields.  To look at them anew without the mind overpowering  the senses.  I have…

Literary extract from The Great Gatsby

….”the lawn started at the beach and ran towards sun-dials and brick walls and burning gardens – finally when it reached the house drifting up the side in bright vines as though from the momentum of its run.  The front was broken up by a line of French windows, glowing now with reflected gold and…

I have been sitting on Brita von Schoenaich’s birches for too long.

Almost but not quite.   The image has been looming on the desktop and housewifery has hit the computer screen.  Why are they there?  Simply because over and over again the simplicity of this planting strikes me as perfect.  Lovely it is that there is nothing other than birches.

Grave places

used to completely creep me out.   Now I love a good graveyard.   It’s probably an age thing.   Hidden away there are  numinous and peaceful places that are worth seeking out to sit in and be still.  Down an alleyway off one of the shopping streets in Woodbridge there is a worn brick…

The best water features in Europe

or even the world are to be found in the hills near Rome.  For inspiration and ideas there are three gardens with which to cram a life-time of sketches and ideas.   Particularly if you could step back in time and help yourself to the purse of a Cardinal. My three favourites are these:  Diana…

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