March 9-10, 2015.
I stayed at Jane’s comfortable cottage, a short walk from the western edge of North America, for the first 2 nights of my birthday road trip. Her modest home, of indeterminate vintage, has a deceptively rustic exterior, the interior casually elegant. Around 3 sides, a garden with a mind of its own, calla lilies in full bloom, oriental poppies where you’d least expect them and nasturtiums climbing trees. It was the first time I’d seen it and it’s impossible to know how it might look at the height of the season. But I loved how it looked on these foggy late winter days, just on the cusp of spring.
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Of course, I don’t know the actual size of Jane’s Garden, but I have the sense that it isn’t huge. And yet, the variety of shapes, spaces, textures and things you’ve shown could keep even a much larger space “busy!” Thanks for a great morning view!
I’m not sure why I leapt so quickly to the idea of the garden being deceptively small—it may have to do with the intimacy of the images, and my mental image of “cottage,” but it also may have to do with my comfort in smaller, but not spare, spaces.
In either case…spectacular choices. It greatly cheered my morning chores.
I think you may be projecting the intimacy of the photos onto the whole garden, which isn’t small. I’m trying to be ruthless in my choice of images, editing to remove duplicates and the second rate, to improve the whole. While it can be painful during the process, I’m happier with the result in the end and I think it adds, not subtracts, interest. Leaves ’em wanting more, I hope.