I haven't participated in Skywatch for a long time, but yesterday, as I was out snipping and clipping in the garden, I wandered into the Secret Garden and plopped myself down in a chair and looked up.
Well, it was a great little "sky watch", so I went back across the yard and got my camera, and added another 100 steps to my pedometer in the process!
The Secret Garden was Tom's creation. We had this wild corner of the yard, overhung with hazelnut trees and filled with salal and Oregon grape, which are native undergrowth. It was an area I didn't like to go in. It just seemed buggy and untamed.
Well, Tom tamed it. First he cleared an indirect pathway into it through the brush, and then he cleared a small patio area, paving all of this with used bricks he picked up free.
By now I was intrigued, and excited to furnish it. We first had driftwood chairs here, but they deteriorated and were replaced with these motel chairs. The little table we bought in a pasture probably on Vashion Island where a dealer was selling things like goat carts imported from Europe.
I liked the idea of contrasting the humble with the elegant, and we decide on the pedestal and urn to give it that look of faded elegance, as it if were the remains of an old estate terrace. In England they would call such an invented place a folly.
It's actually quite a lovely place to linger and peer through the plantings that we no longer refer to as brush to the garden beyond.
And a great little place to look through the sky window.