Still a place which brings quiet to my soul and excitement to my mind. Were it not for the energy and caring of many people, this place would be lost to the Philistines.
Fortunately for all of us it is not filled with houses.
I’ve always thought of Hollyhocks as a bit of an old-fashioned flower, popular when I was young (a long time ago) and reminiscent to me of how gardens looked in the 1930’s and 40’s. Warm nostalgia runs through my mind whenever I see them.
Today’s rain reminded me that I had these photographs from Sweetman’s Garden in my files.