Spent the day with friends and some of my son's classmates at a resort called Wild East. For a garden blogger who'd wanted to post about something on the lines of 'In June, what's in - bloom?', the day turned out to be perfect. First of all, the place was on a hilltop. The road was a dirt track with a steep incline. And the plants! Everything that a tropical jungle would have. Well, almost! I went with Chandana around the property looking for vantage points (the view was lovely) and, closer to my heart, plants as subjects for the camera. George Bordoloi, the owner has put in a lot of hard work to achieve the look. It's aptly named. It's also a haven for butterflies, bees and drag- onflies.
Glory be to God for dappled things- For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings; Landscape plotted and pieced--fold, fallow, and plough; And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim. All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him. Gerard Manley Hopkins
The first flowering shrub I planted on our land
Every flower is a soul blooming in Nature.-Gerard De Nerval
Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself? -Henry David Thoreau