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söndag 9 oktober 2011

To garden or not to garden

The formal garden, with its insistence
on strong bounding lines, is, strictly
speaking, the only "garden" possible.
..... .—R. F. Blomfield

We've had our first frost with -2°C, but I haven't been out yet, to see what might have survived. The pictures are from yesterday, when the we woke to a cold morning, but no real frost.

The axiom on which landscape gardening rests is declared by Messrs. Blomfield and Thomas to be
Whatever Nature does is right; therefore let us go and copy her (p. 5).


The horticulturist and the gardener are indispensable, but they should work under control, and they stand in the same relation to the designer as the artist's colourman does to the painter, or, perhaps it would be fairer to say, as the builder and his workmen stand to the architect.


The remarks quoted below on Nature and the clipping shears are not from Josh Billings, but from The Formal Garden, of which the literary merit, we are told in the preface, belongs to Mr. Blomfield.

A clipped Yew tree is as much a part of Nature—that is, subject to natural laws—as a forest Oak; but the landscapist, by appealing to associations which surround the personification of Nature, holds up the clipped Yew tree to obloquy as something against Nature. So far as that goes, it is no more unnatural to clip a Yew tree than to cut Grass.

"An unerring perception told the Greeks that the beautiful must also be the true, and recalled them back into the way. As in conduct they insisted on an energy which was rational, so in art and in literature they required of beauty that it, too, should be before all things rational."—Professor Butcher, in Some Aspects of the Greek Genius.

As always on Saturdays I spent a good part of yesterday with Gutenberg. Today, after seeing my photos, I can't resist to show you what a garden might look like — if you're bank account is more substantial than mine, and you have a gardener with a cadre of workers.

The book "Garden Design and Architects' Gardens" is from 1892 and written by W. Robinson m. Under the title it says:

"Two reviews, illustrated, to show, by actual examples from British gardens, that clipping and aligning trees to make them 'harmonise' with architecture is barbarous, needless, and inartistic."

Exactly what I think, even if I don't think the person who said so, had my kind of neglected garden, in mind.

Old Place, Lindfield. Picturesque garden of old English house, admitting of charming variety in its vegetation
Broadlands, Hants
Clipped trees at the Little Trianon

fredag 25 juli 2008

Another week without a computer


Living an old-fashioned life without computer is not bad — it is when I get it back I get slightly stressed when trying to catch up.
It amazing how much I get done when I don't have access to a computer — something I say every time the computer ends up at the computer hospital.
Having two large gardens means that I could spend day and night weeding, mowing and planting and I would still have two gardens that look rather neglected. I wish I could do more but it doesn't bother me that I can't. I'm still picking berries and taking care of them, leaving the weed to spread.
We were almost out of müsli so I've made a batch — probably about 5 liters. It's not hard but takes some time.
While we're having perfect weather to dry clothes on the line I've been feeding the washing machine most every day.
And I've been reading and reading and reading some more.










söndag 11 maj 2008

Bloggers block?


Bloggers block?

No, I don't think so — rather a sever bout of energy deficiency. I should be used to it......
There are so many interesting challenges going on — I know better than get too involved in them but I can't avoid the process they start — they make me ponder over things and more often than not, send me to the book case. I don't mind that but using whatever small amout of energy I have looking up things mean that I neglect most of the musts.

The garden needs a firm hand — actually many more hands than I have. Whatever I do in the garden I feel as I should be at three more places at the same time...

Things happens so fast this spring — if I turn around I can be sure I miss something behind my back.



Fritillaria





I'm not very good at weeding — I like dandelions far too much and who can pull up the lovely violet from the gravel walk, not me!






The wooden anemones are almost over but this double one is always a week later than its cousins. It is hard to get a good picture of though.







The lilacs won't bloom for another week or two — which I'm grateful for as it gives me more time it enjoy the whole process from bud to flower.