A Constant Gardening

 

No comments are necessary here. These photographs were all taken within a couple of hours at the official residence

Ho Hum, just another rose garden
Ho Hum, just another rose garden. Let’s get out of here. The aroma of these roses brought back childhood memories of a English gardener father, languid Sunday afternoons in the park and a brass band playing on a huge gazebo. I was bored stiff!
The devil is in the details
A concrete bird and rose petal soup. The devil is in the details.
Bad boys raiding cherry trees. Hmmmm...cherry-grazed venison.
Bad boys raiding cherry trees. Hmmmm…cherry-grazed venison.
BUT IT'S BAMBI! The enduring legend of the urban deer.
BUT IT’S BAMBI!
The enduring legend of the urban deer.
Fading beauty. My Iris eyes weren't shining
Fading beauty. My Iris eyes weren’t shining.
No balcony, but what a view it must be. This gable is a familiar landmark from out at sea.
No balcony, but what a view it must be. This gable is a familiar landmark from out at sea.
Flowers everywhere, and they all have a name...and one in latin.
Flowers everywhere, and they all have a name…and one in latin.
Martian Asters?
Martian Asters?

 

of British Columbia’s Governor General. Nice work if you can get it! The grounds are open to the public, and believe it or not, there is no admission charge!

The ocean view from this property is fabulous and the gardens are indescribably beautiful. The gardens change with the seasons and are well worth the visit, even if you’re not interested in some incredible flora, and surprising fauna. They are not far from the bustle of downtown Victoria and have been a well-kept secret for a very long time. That is changing and they are being discovered by the tourists but the aura of peace and order has not been diminished. This garden may not have anything, or it may have everything, to do with sailing. Without destinations, the voyage between is meaningless.

Stems are redd, petals are green, bassakwards, know what I mean?
Stems are red, petals are green, bassakwards,
know what I mean?
Bee down collateral damage and the nectar overdose.
Bee down
collateral damage and the nectar overdose.
Bzzzzz, incoming honey dipper.
Bzzzzz, incoming honey dipper.
The Dancer
The Dancer
All natural colour everywhere
All natural colour everywhere
 Danged purty, whatever they're called

Danged purty, whatever they’re called
It's real!
It’s real!
An ocean glimpse
An ocean glimpse, through the trees. Hard to believe this is a few blocks from a city’s core.
ORCA O'CLOCK
ORCA O’CLOCK
Griffon and flowers
Griffon and roses
A painter's bliss
A painter’s bliss
No fish, no coins, but a beautiful fountain among the blooms
No fish, no coins, but a beautiful fountain among the blooms
Lady bug, lucky bug
Lady bug, lucky bug
La Vie En Rose
La Vie En Rose
One starts to not see it all
One starts to not see it all
Translated it means "No milk today."
Translated it means “No milk today.”
Hey you, get offa ma rock!"
Hey you, get offa ma rock!”
Stunning to the bitter end
Stunning to the bitter end
Look up, way up. A redwood blocks the sun
Look up, way up. A redwood blocks the sun.
The ubiquitous and rare bronze tap flower
The ubiquitous and rare bronze tap flower
a hidden gateway to the magic garden
a hidden gateway to the magic garden
Stunning glasswork on someone's front lawn
Stunning glasswork on someone’s front lawn
WOW!
WOW!
One more for the road
One more for the road

The world laughs in flowers.” Ralph Waldo Emerson

Author: Fred Bailey

Fred is a slightly-past middle age sailor /, writer / photographer with plenty of eclectic hands-on skills and experiences. Some would describe him as the old hippy who doesn't know the war is over. He is certainly reluctant to grow up and readily admits to being the eternal dreamer. He has written several books including two novels, 'The Keeper' and 'Storm Ecstasy,' as well as 'The Water Rushing By', 'Sins Of The Fathers', 'The Magic Stick', as well as an extensive inventory of poetry, essays, short stories, anecdotes and photographs. His first passion is the ocean, sailboats, voyaging and all those people who are similarly drawn to the sea. He lived aboard and extensively cruised the BC Coast on 'Seafire' the boat he refitted to go voyaging, to explore new horizons both inner and outer. This blog was about that journey and the preparations for it. Circumstances prevailed which forced the sale of his beloved vessel. Now on a different tack, the voyage continues. If you follow this blog your interest may provide some of the energy that helps fuel the journey. Namaste Contact me at svpaxboat@gmail.com

4 thoughts on “A Constant Gardening”

  1. Nice! I once had the honour and pleasure of being seated beside then Lt.-Gov. David Lam at an awards dinner in Victoria. It was under his watch that the public gardens were developed at Gov. House and volunteers were welcomed in to create and maintain them. He told me about how and why he did this, a story which was a delight to hear. I haven’t been to the gardens (though have been meaning to ever since I heard his story) – so appreciate your photos and comments. A very special place indeed.

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