This is the first time I’ve reblogged anything, but these photos of Montreal Gardens posted on are too fantastic to miss.

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Montreal Gardens

Can you imagine the maintenance?  Wow!

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Author: Sarah Potter Writes

Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.

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  1. I had already seen a few photographs from the Montreal Gardens. They are really astounding. A sort of culmination of the French obsession with completely controlling the slightest thing in their formal gardens. That, plus the means at their disposal on the American continent, has given this result. It is very beautiful to us humans, but I do wonder about how the bushes feel. And that makes me uneasy about it. I don’t care if people do find me weird for feeling that way.


  2. I don’t find you weird at all, but then I’m probably weird as I find much of so-called normality pedestrian and boring.

    I agree that everything living feels, but a bush doesn’t have a developed enough nervous system to think ‘Aie! I wish that jardinier francais would stop amputating bits of me with his scie et secateur’.


    1. I’m sure that plants, bushes and trees have emotions. I went through a rather nasty connection to a group of trees while one of them (an oak) was being cut down. I felt both its emotion and that of the two oaks nearby who were trying to help it. I’ve only experienced this once, but I don’t want to do so again. I was very distressed with tears pouring down my face. It was a frightful experience, although it was obviously worse for the oak(s).


      1. Oak trees are usually so ancient and full of wildlife. They do seem to house some sort of woodland spirit. When eventually I pass on, I’ve asked for my body to be laid to rest in a special woodland burial site on the South Downs and have an oak tree planted on my grave. Hopefully nobody will cut it down, and cause further tears.


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