From One Garden into Many Others

My truly lovely (birth)day in the Garden began with a soft grey walk in the morning, before the visitors, just listening to the muted sounds of gardeners at work.  Then I sat down near the Poet Tree, and made some notes for poem drafts I’m working on, breaking off every so often to chat to visitors as they arrived.  We read the Poet Tree together, and sometimes I read them more garden poems – some very well known and others written here at Logan this month.

The Bennetts writing poetry in the Yurt today.

The Bennetts writing poetry in the Yurt today.

Anne and Bill Bennett from Cumbria ended up sort of having  lunch with me, talking and reading poems together.  Then they came back to the Yurt and wrote some.  They  left us with sensitive lines like:

‘I see the lily pads at Logan
and my mind goes
to Givenchy.
You go into other gardens, that’s
what happens.’   Bill

The Bog, The Bog The Gunnera Bog

The Bog, The Bog
The Gunnera Bog

 

Then lovely Renita turned up, and fell hook, line and sinker for the Gunnera Bog.  We had terrific fun crawling into its depths, exploring the rest of the garden, reading the poems on the Poet Tree – and then retiring to the Yurt so Renita could write her barnstormer of a Bog Poem.  Click on it to make it bigger!

Renita under the Gunnera

Renita under the Gunnera

We read the Poet Tree

We read the Poet Tree

Renita inspired.

Renita inspired.

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