Okay, we're lagging way behind with our Portland Garden Blogger's Fling posts. We still have lots to catch up on and the remaining gardens will feature in the next few days.
Rather than sticking with our previous format I've decided to veer off from it and present this garden in a different way.
Bella Madrona - the last stop on the fling itinerary and where the 2014 edition was wrapped up with farewell drinks and canapes. You can read more about this garden and the take of other fling attendees on their own page at the fling blog.
Whimsical, mysterious, magical, quirky, eclectic are the adjectives that are usually associated with this garden. And beautiful too of course. But I'll have to add to the list the word seductive.
It's a very seductive garden. The moment you step in, it will lure you to explore even further. And further you will explore as you discover something new and fascinating with each and every turn, making you more curious and excited on what else lies ahead. Or what else that is hidden waiting to be discovered. This garden is a like a temptress, unassumingly luring you and before you know it you're within the depths of her purpose and domain.
This garden is usually associated with the band Pink Martini for they have penned a song dedicated and pertaining to this garden. But as I was looking through the photos I thought of a different song instead - a very seductive, erotic 'gardening' song. And the lyrics seemed very appropriate for this garden.
Let me describe and take you on a tour of this garden through the photos and the lyrics of this seductive song...
Garden in My Room There's a garden in my room Would you like to take a look? There are fascinating things you'll find there...
If you dare to come inside There is nothing I will hide Come where there is sweet perfume In the garden in my room
There's a garden in my room It has apples sweet and ripe If you'd like to have a taste I'll let you...
Cherries red as they could be Such amazing things you'll see Everything is in full bloom In the garden in my room
It's not far I can take you there Where the air is cool and dry...
Lay your head on my flower bed And I promise you will never Ever want to say goodbye
There's a garden in my room Would you like to take a look? Rest your body on my velvet roses...
Once you've tasted my delights Many days will turn to nights...
There is nothing you won't do For the garden in my room.
For those who dare (and fortunate to get the chance) to come inside, you're definitely in for a treat. Mark :-)
