Walled Gardens. One after another. The biggest is a kitchen garden full of fruits and vegetables which are harvested for the little tea house restaurant.
(We only had scones and tea)
After the kitchen garden came the formal gardens. My father, pictured a couple of times, finds the surroundings sooo peaceful. And they are truly, very serene....
A Canadian living in Texas learning slowly, slowly about dirt and plants and trees and what grows and probably more frequently, what doesn't... and wishing that gardening would count for exercise.
And now, I have to leave my beloved garden and start jogging up and down to the Acropolis every day. At least I'll have the exercise thing covered.
Now back in Austin, and finding out what it's like to live with TWO cats....
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