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Friday, 11 July 2014

Garden Bloggers Fling

a fourteen hour day!

our whirlwind day!

Westwind Farm Studio

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Just up the road from the Old Germantown Road garden, we visited Westwind Farm, a recording studio, yoga center, lavender farm, and nursery. I had been there in 2007 when it the landscape was brand new and again in 2011.

We parked above the garden where a lavender festival was going on and walked down some gentle steps to the garden. (I skirted the steps by picking my way down the lawn next to them.)

passing by daylilies mixed with grasses

passing by daylilies mixed with grasses

One of many delightful things about the Bloggers Fling was how often we were plied with treats. Here, by a table under a tree a bartender offered wine or ginger ale. The scorching hot sun had retreated into a haze, making our visit more comfortable.

bloggers mingling

bloggers mingling

The billowing meadowy look prevails in the gardens.

The billowing meadowy look prevails in the gardens.

The gardens right around the house are more structured.

The gardens right around the house are more structured. (The pink flower is astilbe.)

On the edge of the garden, the salt water swimming pool inspired one blogger to wade in.

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Next to the pool house, some gentle quacking noises guided me to a little flock of ducks.

by a waterfall pool

by a waterfall pool; I looked at the horsetail intermingled with astilbe and wondered why I spend so much time trying to eliminate such a beautiful thing.

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splashing water and ducks quacking

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looking up from the pond

looking up from the pond to a fireplace terrace

I contemplated the steps going up the hill and thought "I really shouldn't.."

I contemplated the steps going up the hill and thought “I really shouldn’t…”

so enticing

so enticing

A procession of ducks drew my attention back to the lawn.

A procession of ducks drew my attention back to the lawn.

 

ducks pass bloggers dabbling toes in the salt water

ducks pass bloggers dabbling toes in the salt water

I went up to the fireplace terrace...

I went up to the fireplace terrace…

and then could not resist going further up.

and then could not resist going further up.

(If you are just joining this blog, all the hesitation is due to a torn calf muscle that I was supposed to be “taking easy”.)

Irresistible

Irresistible

the view from halfway up

the view from halfway up

and further still

and further still

I found it relaxing that the garden was not perfectly weeded; the occasional dwarf fireweed cluster looked perfect here.

the greenhouse at the very top

the greenhouse at the very top

the veg garden fence at the very top

the veg garden fence

sunflowers in the fenced garden

sunflowers in the fenced garden

looking down

looking down

I have admired this fence since my first visit to this garden.

I have admired this simple, handsome fence since my first visit to this garden.

It is strung with fairy lights.

It is strung with fairy lights.

Fortunately, my memory was correct in that there was a gentle slope down the back of the hill with no steps.

Grasses along the slope.

Grasses along the slope.

Grass expert John Greenlee had a big hand in this garden, and I recall hearing in the past that Ann Lovejoy (my favourite garden guru) also had some involvement in its beginning.

mixed flowers, ferns and grasses

mixed flowers, ferns and grasses

back to level ground

back to level ground

I acquire a delicious glass of wine...and sit down.

I acquire a delicious glass of wine…and sit down.

My view from where I sat:

a blogger's chair, with lavender from the festival uphill

a blogger’s chair, with lavender from the festival uphill

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blogger's sunhat and camera

blogger’s sunhat and camera

A folksinger's voice and guitar drifted down from a tent up the hill.

A folksinger’s voice and guitar drifted down from a tent up the hill.

telephoto of singer by the lavender field

telephoto of singer by the lavender field

The singer regaled us with a song that usually bugs me (“I’m a picker, I’m a grinner” are not my favourite lyrics) and made it sound good, followed by two songs that I adore: Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door and Somebody that I Used to Know with its quirky melody.

I took one more quick turn around the nearest part of the garden.

The ducks had been caged.

The ducks had been caged.

looking over the grassy meadows below the house

looking over the grassy meadows below the house

 

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steps to house deck overlooking the pool

steps to house deck overlooking the pool

Then back to my sit spot. Meanwhile, Allan had had his own walkabout.

Allan’s photos:

a mown path

a mown path

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flowers and sculpture

flowers and sculpture on the way down from where the bus parked

herding ducks

herding ducks

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More of the Eryngium giganteum that I so want.

More of the Eryngium giganteum that I so want.

by the salt water pool

by the salt water pool

refreshed bloggers

refreshed bloggers

so wonderful after such a hot day

so wonderful after such a hot day

beside the house

beside the house

inside the greenhouse atop the hill

inside the greenhouse atop the hill

the view from on high

the view from on high

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monarda (bee balm)

monarda (bee balm) and Stipa gigantea

the billowing meadowy look

the billowing meadowy look

Reunited, Allan and I climbed the path to the bus park; the buses always left on time.

view from the bus of bloggers climbing the hill

view from the bus of bloggers climbing the hill

John Greenlee, garden designer

John Greenlee, garden designer

and one last straggler running with a forgotten backpack

and one last straggler running with a forgotten bag

We were caught on a traffic jam on the way back (in fact, I recall the bus had left the Germantown Road garden a little early because of that possibility).

on the comfy bus

on the comfy bus

As we crept slowly along Old Germantown Road’s narrow lane, branches brushed the side of the bus. We got to the hotel at a few minutes to seven and rushed to and from our rooms to get to the banquet in time…and that’s next.

 

 

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