As we pass the summer equinox the garden erupts into magnificence. Every where I turn there is beauty to behold, whether it is the simple charm of sunlight playing in the droplets of water that alight upon the water lilies or the full luscious sensuality of the main borders. I just wish we had the time to wander lost in appreciation as one couple did this week, they spent at least three hours mesmerised by the scene, sat on every bench and didn't seem to want to leave. When I spoke to them they said that they used to have a garden but have now downsized to a flat with just a balcony, but that they delighted in visiting idyllic places like Norton Conyers. It makes us immensely satisfied when we get a reaction like that, and the Ten pound donation that they left spoke volumes.
"What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfilment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade"
Gertrude Jekyll On Gardening
Tuesday, 24 June 2014
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