Looking east from the south field.
I like to think of this view of the Apple as rather 'bonsai-like' just above the abandoned (sigh . . . ) rock garden.
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Today I am guiding you towards the south and into the upper and middle gardens, where Lilacs, Viburnums, Apples and my true queen of a Magnolia . . . that seems to bloom for months . . . reign. I hope you enjoy the walk without much talk. These photos were all taken a few days ago on a very hot and hazy day . . . all except , of course, the heavy snow shot from this winter past. The complete view of the Black Cherry . . . is stunning with all the ten foot and more shrubberies weighted over to the ground. I had no idea how they might survive but thrive they did . . . if only my limbs could be that limber! The little Phoebe enjoys flitting in and out of their lushness.