Not only an abundance of flowers, and garden architecture, but the entire front lot, filled with Amish -built gazebos.
I have wanted one of these gems in the garden for so many years, I've lost count, but not desire.
In Victorian times, a garden gazebo was a place for the ladies to retreat from the sun, so as not to mar their perfect porcelain skin.
In public parks, they were the grandstand of a Summer's afternoon
musical escapism , the podium of a speculative politician, or the shelter from a sudden downpour.
Today, gazebos can be used in a multitude of ways, but most widely, for adding outdoor living area to the landscape, and offering additional recreational opportunities.
Nestled in a woodland setting, a gazebo offers a perfect spot, to read a book, or quietly and discreetly conduct a little nature observing.
A place to partake in an afternoon tea and scone break.
A gathering spot for family, friends, food and fun.
A place of whimsy to hang the Christmas fairy lights and tree.
I'll keep tugging at The First Sergeant's sleeve.....