“In the garden I tend to drop my thoughts here and there. Β 
To the flowers I whisper the secrets I keep and the hopes I breathe.
I know they are there to eavesdrop for the angels.”
Dodinsky

mountain garden

I love the serenity of a beautiful garden, especially a wild one planted by birds and nurtured by the sky.

I love a crumbling stone wall overgrown with ivy and moss, like this lovely one by the side of a mountain road in Southern Italy.

vine covered stone wall

“It is good to be alone in a garden at dawn or dark
so that all its shy presences may haunt you
and possess you in a reverie of suspended thought.”
James Douglas

stone wall garden

As I mentioned last time, I’m not doing so well these days, but lots of rest has built up my strength and today I got to take a little walk through an Aussie garden.

It was completely different from these photos of Italian ruins and wildflowers, but still a wonderful place to amble slowly through the grass, breathing deeply of sun-warmed blossoms and freshly-watered earth.

Wildflowers are my favorite – scarlet poppies, cheery daisies, even bright yellow dandelions. They look so carefreeΒ  sprinkled throughout a meadow, swaying in the wind.

Italian wildflowers

And is there anything better than a garden with a ramshackle stone cottage begging to be fixed up and used for a garden shed or a splendid little hideaway?

old stone cottage

Where is your favorite place to go for a quiet walk?