There's something so beautiful about the Winter garden just as it's about to burst into Spring. Sometimes there's very little evidence from afar that Spring is coming except the angle of the sun and the smell and feeling in the air.
.....the anticipation of what is to come..... That was what I felt as I walked into Paula's garden.
I had been in her garden many times before when the trees were full and casting shade ....and though there is always plenty of light I was taken by how bright and open it was. The beauty of the bear branches against the chipped weather painted wood and rusted metal.
I know it will be beautiful when the green comes but I still love the neutral palette just as much and the calm feeling it gives.....much like an old b/w photograph.
A gracious white picket gate welcomes you as you approach the front door
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Hens and Chicks nestled in the crevice of a large outcropping in the lawn
This is the architectural piece Paula named "Sputnik" because it resembles part of crashed spaceship. I remember her telling me about it a few years ago. She had spotted it in Vermont or New Hampshire and waited for a dealer to sell it to her and when he finally did, had to drive 2 hrs in an old pickup truck to pick it up. But she knew exactly where she wanted to go. It's perfect for this sundial garden outlined with cobblestones.
An old chicken coop that was original on the property. For years it just housed old tool and garden supplies until she spruced it up. Now it's the Bird Nest Inn. Friends tease her about renting it by the night in the Summer. She always giggles and says "Well, there is a bed in there I suppose I could???". 


OOPs! Yes that's me in the corner trying to take a picture all professional-like??? from overhead, but I just love this old table and chairs I had to show it.
Best view of the garden from a small powder room upstairs

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Thank you Paula for a lovely time. It's always such a treat to come visit .....and I still have so much more to share with everyone. Can't wait to show the wonderful interior of your house in an upcoming post. Laura and I feel soooo lucky to call you our friend...XXXOOO

This is a birdhouse that a friend of mine gave me. I was thrilled when I got it. I'd always wanted one like it. It was made by a local person that had donated it for an silent auction. I just painted it white.
This is one that is unfortunately started to show a little wear. Needs a little tlc before the roof caves in but it looks good from this angle.
I took a small detour and was taking pictures while driving down the road with my camera out the window. Most pictures didn't come out. Way too blurry....This house I actually slowed down for. I love the flowers on the front door. The couple who live here are retired and sell flowers by the side of the road. She ran a flower shop for years and makes the most beautiful arrangements and sells them for a song...well money actually... not a song. They were working in the front yard cleaning up when I was there so we had a little conversation about her orchid plant and then I was on my way.

They are planted by her front door so she can enjoy them as much as possible. I've planted a lot more daffodils in her yard that I'll have to come back to photograph for her.

Love the little lock.
Now looking at this picture all I can think of is Christmas!!! Red, white and green, but the inside of the tin box really is pale yellow. Not sure what I want to do with the laddles yet. I could try bending them and make a candle holder but that would ruin them and I have way too many candle holders anyways. Oh I just thought of something...you'll have to check back and see what I come up with. 






These are geraniums grown in flood benches. They fill the bench with water and then flood out the excess. That way the foliage doesn't get wet and develop mildew.


This is probably about half way down the pond. You can see the back of the greenhouses from here.
Ancient ruins or septic cover?



The big score. It was like an Easter hunt but with golf balls.
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