Axes from Château de Brécy stretch from the bottom of a terraced hill in Normandy, France.

Enticed by comfort and beauty, I yearn for the home door. Descending the hill on a pea-gravel path with my eyes, I drop in on a simple stone stoop. The garden expands from the rear elevation of the house like an vegetative shadow. Urged, my eyes repeatedly follow the path over the terraces from the top of the hill to the stoop.


Multi-form topiary along the path slows the movement of my searching eyes. Absorbing my homeward longing, the little trees inspire me to spend more time in their midst and perhaps to find a different mode home off the main path.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s