from July 20-22, my old friends Debbie and Barbara came to visit me in Emmitsburg. They do this every summer, and we call the time our "Excellent Adventure."
This year we visited Surreybrooke Gardens, a privately owned garden near Middletown Maryland.
I chose this spot selfishly, because I wanted to see those gardens, and hoped my friends would like the visit as well. It seems that they did.
Here are some photos:
for some reason, I am thinking today of Louis MacNeice's wonderful poem:
The Sunlight in the Garden
The sunlight on the garden
Hardens and grows cold,
We cannot cage the minute
Within its nets of gold,
When all is told
We cannot beg for pardon.
Our freedom as free lances
Advances towards its end;
The earth compels, upon it
Sonnets and birds descend;
And soon, my friend,
We shall have no time for dances.
The sky was good for flying
Defying the church bells
And every evil iron
Siren and what it tells:
The earth compels,
We are dying, Egypt, dying
And not expecting pardon,
Hardened in heart anew,
But glad to have sat under
Thunder and rain with you,
And grateful too
For sunlight on the garden.
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