By Cassandra Danz
"His mother's flowery mead was so successful, he turned much of what was a formal English lawn into meadow as well. Instead of resting solidly on perfectly manicured greensward, a series of topiary sculptures now seem to float to a waving sea of color and undulating grass."
26.9.09
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2 comments:
I love this, it's so randomly cohesive. Are you posting any more?
Laurrie,
Thanks for the encouragement! I must admit I've gotten off track with this fun little blog that I am very fond of, and yes, I will keep it up!
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