The Side-benefits of Jet-lag

Seems like all you have to do to see the outrageously wonderful Michelangelo-designed square on Capitoline Hill in Rome entirely on your own is to get there at 5:30 am. Its intimacy and grandeur in pe ...

Buongiorno

Well, I’m off to Italy for a few weeks.  Leaving this afternoon.  In about 30 hours from now, I expect I’ll be sauntering through the Piazza Navona with my group, gelato in hand. Can’t wait. W ...

Me? Overthinking?

OK, I’m seriously overthinking this.  I’ve been sitting here for an hour or so on a balcony overlooking an ancient sidestreet in Verona, trying to find an engaging angle on a particular garden th ...

The smell of September

Wandering along the old walls of Lucca this morning I kept passing through thin, vertical bands like curtains of a fresh, sweet scent.  Without conscious effort, my brain was madly googling through o ...

Water calls to water...

Revelation: water is a far more powerful presence in a garden than I’ve ever recognised before. You don’t need to go to an actual water garden like Villa d’Este to come to this understanding, bu ...

Villa Gamberaia revisited

I can’t quite settle, having done Villa Gamberaia an injustice.  Not that I didn’t talk it up, but that I only talked of one small element and ignored the rest.  A few more words, and a few more ...

that other Italian garden..

I’m still not ready to leave Italy, and following a point made in my earlier Italian garden post, I want to indulge in some impressions of Villa Gamberaia, just out of Florence.   There’s been so ...

What is it about Italian gardens?

I’m fresh back from my first trip to Italy.  I can’t remember ever being so infatuated with another country..  But I want to skip over the temptation to write a whole lot of gushing generalities ...