I have always loved gardens. Manicured or wild, makes no difference to me.
Since I can remember gardens have played a big role in my growing up and to this day, there is nothing better than putzing around the garden with dirt under my nails.
My aunt had the most spectacular garden of them all. Only occasionally would I be invited in, the small picket fence gate closing softly behind me and ahead of me a world so beautiful my young heart could barely fathom.
Gravel crunching under my feet, Bleeding Hearts and Columbines nodded at me from both sides.
So of course when I saw François Houtin‘s “garden”, I could not resist.
If you share my love of gardens, then allow me to share Houtin’s artistry without further ado.
I will end with a video that coincidentally, a dear friend shared with me just earlier today, Untermyer Gardens: Inspiration, History and Restoration.
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