Fair skies today in Seattle, but it won’t be long before the gray creeps in — our rainy season officially begins in October. We hope for a peaceful fall and winter, both here and in other gardens, especially those we’ll visit in the spring in Charleston and Savannah and then in England.
With hurricanes rolling through on a regular basis, it’s a wonder there’s still so much to see in Charleston. It’s an old city, as is Savannah, both founded in the mid-18th century. I arrange for local garden designers to take our group around, and of course the stories of the gardens are always entwined with the stories of the town and the people.
That’s the great thing about our small-group tours, whether we are taking with Frances Parker in Beaufort, South Carolina (where we stop on our way to Savannah) and admiring the 200-year-old bay laurel hedge or at Hestercombe in Somerset, hearing how Edwin Lutyens designed the garden so that you would never have to look at the house (no one has anything nice to say about the house) we always get the gardener’s eye view of the landscape. It’s something we can understand — it’s our own version of lands across the water.
*An update on the bundle packing from onebag.com. I chickened out when I packed for Spokane in August. It occurred to me that if I had been one of the chosen ones, and got my bag searched, that there would be no more bundle left. Isn’t that right? Wouldn’t they take apart the whole thing? So, maybe I’ll try it out when I pack for Portland, because this time I’m on the train. I’m off to the Garden Writers Association’s national symposium (go ahead and say it “There’s a whole association for garden writers?”).