Strange how we see things so differently. After my post a few weeks back about Mien Ruys’ garden, a question arose about meadows – whether we can do them here in Australia, and if so, how. I just thought the author of the question had taken herself off on a happy, irrelevant meander along a very sinuous psycho-garden path, but when I went back to the pics, saw that there were meadows in there. I hadn’t even noticed. What to one person was the whole point of the image was totally overlooked by another.
How long can it take to decide what to call a post about an incredibly influential Dutch garden designer? Ages, apparently. And I’ve discovered that if I don’t start with a title before I write anything else, it stuffs up the permalink system, and names it by a number.
Anyway, forget all that, and start reading here:
I was just in the Netherlands at tulip time. It was, of course, mind boggling. I’m convinced that no flower beats the tulip for being just as compelling as an individual as it is en masse.