The Lounge's Secret Garden

[Britwitch]

If you follow a path from the Winter Wonderland, you notice the air getting warmer. Slowly but surely the snow is receeding. White giving way to a riot of colour.

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Welcome to the secret garden!

A hideaway filled with flowers, the perfect place for fun times with friends.

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Have a picnic in the sunshine...

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...do a little reading on a conveniently placed bench...

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...watch the spring showers roll by from a cozy spot or find a quiet place to write among the bluebells.

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Everyone is welcome in the garden, so why not stop by for a while...
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[Britwitch]

The gate to the garden creaks just as delightfully as it did last spring.

Yes. Yes, this will do nicely.

Brit smiles happily, turning freckled cheeks towards the sunshine, enjoying the warmth before heading deeper into the garden to find a place to sit and do some writing.

 

[StrangeView]

I roll off the throttle of the old Panhead as I look for the turning I remember to be here somewhere. It's about time I found some space to breath again.

 

[barefootgirl69]

I took a stroll in the woods and am lost...up ahead a see a beautiful place to rest among the flowers...maybe this is place where I can belong and find new friends.

 

[LIVINRFANTASIES]

The World is Our Garden

I roll off the throttle of the old Panhead as I look for the turning I remember to be here somewhere. It's about time I found some space to breath again.

We put many miles together on the 1950 Panhead, one of the few remaining non-police bikes with a tank shifter.
Many trips up the Mississippi River beginning in central Illinois on the Iowa side, then returning home down the east bank as close as the roads would allow. I believe the headwaters is a place called Winnebago, Minn.

Several years later we rode from the same midpoint to New Orleans and returned again up the east side. No tent camping in New Orleans. The gators were smiling.
The summer flowers, Magnolia trees, and the smells of crops in the fields kept us going. We slept together in a small one man pup tent or a tiny motel at times.
Fresh flowers and the smell off the river again waking us in the early mornings.

Still several bike trips along the Blue Ridge Parkway and Skyline Drive in mid summer would make those Mississippi River trips seem non important. Rhododundruns in full bloom everywhere, bears and other critters nearby as we again spent nights in that tiny tent. The mist off the mountains reminded us why it was called the Smokeys.
Front Royal, Va in the late evenings, watching deer, eagles, and the rest of nature was so relaxing our sore butts seemed to heal by morning.

 

[DreamCloud]

The teasing rays of the crisp spring sun thaw the mind.
Grayness replaced with renewed color, resplendent with fragrances almost forgotten.
Nose and eyes feasting on a banquet designed to charm the idle heart.
Awaken soul, it is time to enjoy the world.

 

[StrangeView]

The teasing rays of the crisp spring sun thaw the mind.
Grayness replaced with renewed color, resplendent with fragrances almost forgotten.
Nose and eyes feasting on a banquet designed to charm the idle heart.
Awaken soul, it is time to enjoy the world.

Quite beautiful, I like that

 

[StrangeView]

The track seemed longer the last time I came this way; perhaps I'm just eager to get back. The woods are coming back to life now, the green returning to the world, seeming to spread from Brit's garden path like wave up a beach. Securing the bike in it's familiar spot in the barn, I collect my gear and set off up the path I'd watch Brit take not so long ago. She said there was a gate here somewhere, leading into a quiet garden, and a warm welcome to match. Perhaps there'll be new friends to meet and new inspirations to draw?

As I walk up the well travelled track, I notice someone else approaching through the trees, and wonder if it's Brit? No, I don't think so. It is a woman though, looks like she's wearing a light coat, gypsy style skirt, and spring flowers in her hair. And she's barefoot, treading lightly through the trees. I'm suddenly reminded of the old Credence Clearwater Revival track 'Green River' - "Stopping at the log where catfish bite, walking along the river road at night, barefoot girl dancing in the moonlight."

Why does she feel familiar?

 

[thestruggle]

With about half a second to spare, she comes a-gardening in a spring-ish type dress. Maybe she's looking for some flowers, or just some peace and quiet. Either way, she sets down the jar she's carrying in a place that she hopes the prettiest Witch will notice it. Now, to find some sun-dappled path to meander down...

 

[fr33ks33k]

*There's still a faint remnant of winter on the breeze that flutters the lapels of his trenchcoat. He sees the few visitors wandering through the pastoral scene. He leans against an elm and watches one in particular leaving a floral gift. He smiles and shoves his hands deep into his pockets, waiting to see who else will happen along.*

 

[luv2chat4u]

This is a lovely thread.

I read more and post when I have more time. It's lovely to be in tune with nature and your senses xx

 

[StrangeView]

As I enter the gate, I'm vaguely aware that there's more people moving through the woods. Perhaps there'll be some company soon?

 

[barefootgirl69]

As I enter the gate, I'm vaguely aware that there's more people moving through the woods. Perhaps there'll be some company soon?

'Good morning' I wave from the bench amongst the flowers. The sun has risen and the birds are singing. Hopefully, there will be some warmth, as well.

 

[StrangeView]

'Good morning' I wave from the bench amongst the flowers. The sun has risen and the birds are singing. Hopefully, there will be some warmth, as well.

"Good morning to you too," I reply, waving back. "Spring seems to have settled in nicely here, it's a fine morning. Would you like some company?"

 

[barefootgirl69]

"Good morning to you too," I reply, waving back. "Spring seems to have settled in nicely here, it's a fine morning. Would you like some company?"

"Why not? There's no sense enjoying the sunshine all alone!" I scoot over on the bench. "I've been waiting to see if others would join us. I have a place over on the other side of the lake, but this garden is too beautiful not to enjoy."

 

[StrangeView]

"Why not? There's no sense enjoying the sunshine all alone!" I scoot over on the bench. "I've been waiting to see if others would join us. I have a place over on the other side of the lake, but this garden is too beautiful not to enjoy."

I settle onto the bench, yawning and stretching, before turning my face to the sun. "It's so good to feel some warmth creeping back in, and the garden here seems to have quite a head start over the outside world. Perhaps it's the seclusion? I haven't been here before, but Britwitch suggested that I might stop by. It certainly seems worth the trip so far".

 

[barefootgirl69]

I settle onto the bench, yawning and stretching, before turning my face to the sun. "It's so good to feel some warmth creeping back in, and the garden here seems to have quite a head start over the outside world. Perhaps it's the seclusion? I haven't been here before, but Britwitch suggested that I might stop by. It certainly seems worth the trip so far".

"She has a lovely place here, but I haven't seen her around. It is beautiful and quite here. I do like being away from all the noise of the outside world, not to mention being in the sunshine's warmth."

 

[StrangeView]

"She has a lovely place here, but I haven't seen her around. It is beautiful and quite here. I do like being away from all the noise of the outside world, not to mention being in the sunshine's warmth."

"Yes indeed, I'm liking the place already, and I haven't had chance to explore yet. I visited Brit's place down the path a few times over the winter, and found her good company. It's good to have somewhere to escape to. Have you been here before?"

 

[barefootgirl69]

"Yes indeed, I'm liking the place already, and I haven't had chance to explore yet. I visited Brit's place down the path a few times over the winter, and found her good company. It's good to have somewhere to escape to. Have you been here before?"

"No, I haven't. I saw her place down the path a few months ago, but I'm not fond of winter. Garden's are hard to resist, though."

*swings my feet back and forth along the fresh, green grass*

 

[StrangeView]

"No, I haven't. I saw her place down the path a few months ago, but I'm not fond of winter. Garden's are hard to resist, though."

*swings my feet back and forth along the fresh, green grass*

"Mmm, especially large ones, that ramble off into secluded areas and secret little spots that you find by chance as you're exploring. The garden at home isn't huge, but it does back onto a nature reserve, so it feels really open. It's west facing too, so it catches the sun right through to sunset; great for sitting out in the evening with an acoustic, and just playing to myself until it's too dark to see."

*watches your feet brushing the grass, and gets an urge to take my boots off*

 

[luv2chat4u]

Your pics of your garden are lovely xx

The gate to the garden creaks just as delightfully as it did last spring.

Yes. Yes, this will do nicely.

Brit smiles happily, turning freckled cheeks towards the sunshine, enjoying the warmth before heading deeper into the garden to find a place to sit and do some writing.

I just love my garden too especially as it awakens in spring and awaits the warmth of summer. A secluded retreat, somewhere to read a book or strip off and enjoy the warmth of the sun secluded among the plants and your innermost thoughts. Memories you cherish, adventures you await xx

 

[Britwitch]

The gate was open. That made her smile. An open gate meant visitors and what was a garden without guests.

Smiling wider Brit followed the path deeper into the garden and spied what she assumed was a gift. She had her suspicions who might have left the colourful surprise and hoped that whichever of her friends had been there in her absence that they were enjoying the warm weather and that their paths might cross among the flowers before long.

It had been a busy Spring in her neck of the woods. Another Camp Nano undertaken, personal challenges taken on in the gym and at home, emotional ups and downs...not to mention the usual chaos in her work life at this time of year. She'd meant to pop in, countless times, but then never seemed to manage it.

Hopefully now she would manage to at least peek in from time to time...maybe even write something.

Imagine that.

 

[StrangeView]

As I sit enjoying the calm and letting the sun warm my bones, I get the feeling that there's someone else around; someone familiar

 

[Britwitch]

The gentle warmth of spring has given way to the heat of summer, the need for a breeze and somewhere suitable to cool off leads you away from the garden, down a path towards the coast...

As you get closer, the gentle roar and crash of the waves grows ever louder.

The garden is closed, but the pool is now open.​