Follow me, and I’ll give you a tour of our garden back in Hetzerath in 1995 – it begins at the base of our front staircase and follows a narrow path to the distant light.
I had spent the previous winter removing the dead wood – and nurturing everything that was left in the neglected garden of our newly rented home in Hetzerath – and now in July everything was in full bloom.
We begin here on the lower path and enter a light filled tunnel, with English Ivy that I cultivated from cuttings to fill in along the path.
A garden tunnel is one of the nicest features of any garden, enclosing and surrounding us in welcoming greenery like a warm hug.
Gardeners take special pleasure in nurturing living plants to bring out their best…not unlike how people should always treat other people.
This is the upper path running across what was a very steep front garden of our rental house – directly under our front porch along the living and dining rooms.
You can see how everything is thriving and just make out one of our living room’s picture windows under the roof line – a virtual oasis for us to enjoy.
Sunlight is the lifeblood of a garden along with water – just as a smile is when given to us – to remind us that life is bigger than just ourselves.
As a gardener I’ve always thought that each plant was given to me for the express purpose of taking good care of it – and they do for me likewise in spirit.
The view from our front porch was complete privacy in the summer, with a delicate mix of plants to create a sense of harmony to it all.
I’ve never known all the names for plants, but I’ve always appreciated their beauty – which easily translates across any language.
Another view from our front porch, and in the distance you can just make out one of the hills that surround Hetzerath.
Our rental house in Hetzerath was a pleasant one for us, but all good things come an end – and England was calling to our spirits to return.