Old country houses, castles, abandoned churches – all returning to the earth – and the abundance and destructiveness of nature, relentlessly taking over that which is not cared for, in Nature’s own fecund rabidity.
Okay, enough of that! Rambling vines and roses, grapes, trellises – flowers cascading everywhere in profusion and fragrance. That’s my kind of garden. If there is a relic or two along with the plants, I think that is a pretty cool mix!