“You know why trees smell the way they do?” Murphy asked, looking up from her hammering. “Sap?” Logan guessed. “Chlorophyll?” Murphy shook her head. “Stars. Trees breathe in starlight year after year, and it goes deep into their bones. So when you cut a tree open, you smell a hundred years’ worth of light. Ancient starlight that took millions of years to reach earth. That’s why trees smell so beautiful and old.” ~ By Frances O’Roark Dowell in 'Where I’d like to be'
Showing posts with label topiary. Show all posts
Showing posts with label topiary. Show all posts
Friday, 4 September 2015
Sunday, 2 August 2015
topiary art detail...
detail of topiary art at the Enchanted Adventure Garden, Arthurs Seat...
For a view of the setting, see
Art of Trees and Plants
Thursday, 22 January 2015
Thursday, 25 December 2014
Tuesday, 16 December 2014
Tuesday, 4 February 2014
Monday, 3 February 2014
Sunday, 2 February 2014
Saturday, 9 November 2013
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