The japonese cedar is growing.
The owls are no babies anymore.
A tiny spider nest.
What you see on the first picture is a branchling of the long-eared owl (Waldohreulen-Ästling) which is a kind of a teenager owl who can already fly but still lives with its parents who feed it. We had three siblings of them in our pine trees and they made hell of a noise. When it starts getting dark they start screaming “iiiigh” every other second all over the night. I called them Ilona, Ingo and Ignaz. They are so cute and fluffy and they can turn their head 180 degrees!
What an abundance when everything starts to bloom and grow!
The tiny Japanese Cedar (Cryptomeria japonica) which I brought from the Azores and planted in October is still alive but it doesn’t (yet) grow.
Wonderfully arranged garden in the center of Furnas with a huge hot spring basin with naturally warm water. Bring your speedos!
At the beginning I thought, there is quite some cheesiness in the glas sculptures of Dale Chihuly exposed in Kew Gardens in London. Bright colors, excessive forms – just an overdose of everything. But than I remembered plants I have photographed in the last years. Nature is like that. Exagerated, colourful and immoderate. So I’m quite d’accord with the artists title “reflections on nature”. Take a look and decide what you think is art and what is nature.
Definitly a must-see.
England is not only the place, where the gras is greener but also paradise for gardeners. We have been to a wonderful show garden with stunning plants from all over the world.
Our private wilderness changes its face every week and shows us what nature can do without any influence. Tobias. the apple tree who was just a stick with roots four weeks ago has grown a lot of leaves and a lot of birds come to see us every morning. And Wolfgang the squirrel becomes less and less shy. I guess he likes being photographed. At least he stares at me while I’m taking pictures.
When you ask me what I liked most on our short trip to Ireland, I would have Derrynane Beach, Sheep’s Head and Bantry House in mind. And I just talk about sights 😉
Bantry House is one big miracle box. Once opened, you’ll find something extraordinary in every corner, in every room and behind every curtain. I especially loved – compared to other manor houses I saw in England, Scotland and Ireland – that there is still life in it, it seams as if the residents just left for a short journey.
It’s not perfectly renovated, from the outside it even seams to be ruined. The wall papers show waves, there are family photos from the seventies, in the garden you’ll find broken statues lying around. In the stables you’ll see an old storage rack with the handwritten inscriptions of the old administrator.
And the gardens! The gulf stream climate (and the gardeners) makes them flourish as if the Carribeans would be just around the corner.
A perfect arrangement of life. Come on a visit with me and let yourself immerse in its beauty.
All I want to say with all this pictures: Don’t miss Bantry House.
Sneem is a picturesque village on the southern Ring of Kerry. It’s surrounded by breathtaking landscapes.
This is Wolfgang, the squirrel. Unfortunately he is too quick for me. Anybody with hints how I could lure him into standing still for some seconds? At night.
At least in some corners. Man digs a whole, woman builds a bed: I sewed a big pillow: New wooden floor changes everything: The bathroom had to go: Every girl needs a pink closet: Meanwhile in the garden and the forest around: