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Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Twisted Oak & Spring Flowers

2 comments:

Terra said...

This is such a lovely photo and I want to go there to visit. Could it be Narnia? Could it be heaven?
Terra

jaz@octoberfarm said...

i love the twisted oak. my gardens used to be 3 rental houses packed with 14 separate slum units. i live right in the city. i bought them and tore them down and excavated the property and brought every single thing in that you see. the streams and ponds are handmade and i planted most of the trees except for the huge ones. i planted all the perennials myself. no one even knows it is here. you can't see anything but trees from the street.

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