And so the year in Craignish is done. I first began visiting the garden in late Autumn and here we are in early Winter the next year.
My visits here have most often been solitary, my walks around the garden accompanied by the song of a blackbird or the sound of a coal train in the distance.
I have delighted in the tiny daffodils and the roses and the hydrangeas. I have often stroked the clipped topiary as I wandered by or looked up and up into the branches of the dogwood.
Clematis and camellias have bloomed profusely for me, each in their appropriate season.
The trees have shaded me in summer and cast their intricate shadows before me in winter.
This wonderful garden.
This gift to me and all who have enjoyed it...
Thank you David and Peter ..
