When I returned from Biltmore and began to look at the pictures I'd taken that day, I came to the one above and -- just for a moment -- thought, Hmm, where was that?
And then I saw the blue bench and realized that, despite an almost complete lack of statuary and gardeners, my own little corner of western North Carolina is pretty nice.
Spring flowers are just as beautiful . . .
Weeping cherry, Oriental magnolia . . .
And peach all do their best . . .
And I didn't see any blue benches at the Biltmore Estate . . .
Not even one.
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Love your blue bench💙
I hope when and if someone buys our property, they will give it the love and care you have given yours. That would make me very happy and perhaps ease some of the guilt we have over being failures with it.
You have so much more than than the Biltmore. Bet they don't have dogs running around. Bet they don't name their cows. Bet they just got numbers. Your paradise is much more personal
Vicki, your blue bench is surrounded by nature's beauty, which changes with the seasons, rather than by ticket-bearing crowds.
xo
A lot of the magic of Biltmore, especially the walled garden is lost when one visits while they are totally removing one set of plants and replacing them with others in full bloom. 'Tain't right. Since no one else will know, I'm going to paint our teak bench Vicki blue. I love it.
You are quite right Vicki, east, west, home's best! If I ever see a blue bench over here in England, I will claim it for you.
I would never have thought of blue for garden furniture but then I saw a picture in an English garden magazine and saw how beautifully it contrasts with flowers. The color I use was called Mountain Purple from Benjamin Moore (I think.) If you can't find it, NCMtnwoman, I can send you a chip of paint. But I suspect they can scan a picture and match it that way.
For sure, always something to appreciate at home, right under our noses...
That bench in that corner under those blossoms ...
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