sometimes when driving down country roads you can see a big rose bush out in the middle of nowhere. The rose survived , the farmhouse and everything else has been gone for decades.
Lines of daffodils in the bush, once outlined a path to the creek from a hut long gone. Also fig trees and lemon trees where no such trees should grow.
Up at Trentham, right in the middle of the bush, there are a couple of very old cherry trees next to a hole in the ground that was once a dairy. Apparently they’re quite famous for being a once popular variety that grows nowhere else in the world now, as disease took its toll of all the other trees of that variety. They’ve been cloned since but the clones keep dying and these old trees are still thriving. Estimated age - about 1860s or thereabouts. By the way, their cherries are truly delicious. Big, fat and black with amber insides.
Unfortunately we missed sunrise and are about 11 hours from sunset
Love that stuff.
House in the middle of absolutely nowhere, away from everything and everyone, is my dream.
sometimes when driving down country roads you can see a big rose bush out in the middle of nowhere. The rose survived , the farmhouse and everything else has been gone for decades.
Lines of daffodils in the bush, once outlined a path to the creek from a hut long gone. Also fig trees and lemon trees where no such trees should grow.
Up at Trentham, right in the middle of the bush, there are a couple of very old cherry trees next to a hole in the ground that was once a dairy. Apparently they’re quite famous for being a once popular variety that grows nowhere else in the world now, as disease took its toll of all the other trees of that variety. They’ve been cloned since but the clones keep dying and these old trees are still thriving. Estimated age - about 1860s or thereabouts. By the way, their cherries are truly delicious. Big, fat and black with amber insides.
ow wow, that’s awesome
Do you know the house?
I wish