The thing about gardens

is, they change all the time. Thinking I would upload another haiku pic I realised that the garden has taken over, and now, if you are at this spot the plants have grown all around. The Western Herb Garden was amazing last week...the four quarters absolutely bursting with plants at various stages of their life cycles.

Sketched with a very light pencil! There's was so much there.

The haiku looks different from this photo taken in May..

Garden, round, quartered,

from mound to spike, leaf and root

potions, salves and scents.

Time and place

The summer blues:

Hiding in my den

oaks loom. Me, counting slowly

trying to stretch time.

Tucked away in the meadow at the garden..will people leave the path and reach this haiku? Will they look? Does it matter? 

Next week going to the Folkestone Triennial - lots of site specific art around the town. Can't wait to ride in the water powered funicular up the cliff and listen to Martin Creed's contribution/walk on the Dover cliffs and eat fish and chips on the beach. Cut through reality? Holiday.