Every month Joene sponsors GOOPS, or Gardening Oops --- those mistakes we make in our gardens and need to confess. You can read more on her blog.
I didn't bring my camera.
My sister's friend Julie invited us to lunch at her house. I knew she lived in a wooded area, in a lovely house with a dog kennel (she breeds Labradors) and acreage for horses.
But I didn't bring my camera.
What a mistake. The house was right out of the 1770s, with every detail reproduced in exquisite detail to evoke the Revolutionary period in Connecticut. Period-specific but warmly livable and homey. A cottage garden inside a picket fence. A sweep of lawn embraced all around by beech woods.
And I was there without my camera.
The barns were a treasure too, one big weathered gray one nestled into the hillside like it had been there forever, with a spotlessly clean dog kennel, and a six stall horse barn up the slope where hilltop breezes blow through open doors end to end, keeping it cool all summer. Sugar, an old white pony, living out her quiet life in the paddock. A big vegetable patch producing exuberantly by the compost pile.
Why didn't I bring my camera?
And then Julie took us down the shady lane to her neighbor's house, where we wandered through a beautifully built Japanese garden in the woods. A pond, a teahouse, a burbling stream, shade loving plants spilling everywhere. A deep ravine, with dappled sunlight pouring through the tree trunks like liquid light.
I did have my iPhone with me, but. . . .
It was lunch and a visit and a lovely afternoon, not a photo shoot. I had a great time and enjoyed the company and the tour without being distracted trying to capture everything I saw on film. You miss a lot looking through a lens.
But you can't show your blog readers what was so enchanting if you don't bring a camera to a house and garden tour of one of the prettiest places I have seen.