The graphic artist Maurits Cornelis Escher said:
“We adore chaos because we love to produce order.”
At Great Dixter Gardens I saw chaos and order together in a wonderful living paradox.
Large clusters of plantings in pots provided inspiration for our own garden.
Paths, hedges, walls and the vibrancy of the flowers made each garden room a place of intimacy and wonder.
Clusters of terracotta pots alive with various contrasting foliage added interest and delight.
On the left the old baronial hall, to the left the Oast house and the old barn.
An archway through a well manicured hedge entices you on as you explore.
Topiary lived alongside generous flower beds.
Box hedges planted among the flower gardens.
The sunken garden with its pond by the old barn.
"Meadow Gardens" were a feature of some of the gardens we visited. These are areas of grass or wilderness left to grow in their natural state.
Having a meadow garden I guess means less weeding?
A beautiful cluster of pots around the entrance to the main hall.
The painter Harlan Hubbard writing in a quiet book of a quiet, contemplative life wrote:
" The slanting sun is warm, the sky above the tawny earth is of deepest blue. The gardener harvests much that was never planted"
As a builder of boats, I understand this. In my opinion this is the deeper meaning of the gardens that we viewed. Both the tangible and intangible insights of the journey of creation are as important as that which is created.