Rainy mornings are my favorite time to visit the gardens. I love walking and listening to the rain falling beneath the oaks. The colors are more saturated on days like this and everything feels so mystical... like walking in a fairytale dream. It was a great day to recharge and reconnect.
I always visit this patch of forget me nots along the edge of the camellia forest. There are just a few blooming now, but in the spring it will be covered in the tiny blue flowers.
A blanket of fallen camellias.
Gray winter sky.
Walking along the Green Man path.
Tiny mushrooms for the fairies.
Magic Oaks.
Camellia bud almost ready to open.
Rosemary.
Cottage roses.
