The grapes were in and we were compelled to taste them. They were as delicious as any we have ever had.
Both muscadines and scuppernongs were plentiful.
This trumpet vine was growing on the tin roof --and reaching for the sky.
I love the idea of garden rooms.
Their hurricane lilies were blooming ahead of ours.
I think this is a kind of rain tree. There was no label and no one to ask.
The bees were humming in it. The ground beneath was completely covered in fine gold petals.
So that was the good news in Mr. Cason's Garden.
The bad news is that the rest of the place was badly neglected and full of weeds, where once there were well-kept vegetable and herb gardens. Lantana and weeds.
A glorious giant hibiscus enveloped by tall weeds.
It would seem that there would be some way to close off parts that are not being maintained.