The garden at Camellia teas. It is a spot that has beyond tea ceremonies, brushstroke workshops and painting workshops. In this case we had our haiku meeting.
The tea room with its fragrant interior is at the back, raking garden towards the front.
Japanese maple. Apparently for them to thrive in Canada they are grafted onto sugar maple stock. (And out of frame, the cherry trees, just finished their blooming.)
The water feature in one corner made a constant sound.
After such a reboot to tranquility, I got a renewed thirst for beauty.
I got a spring bouquet for hubby – some from our garden, some from the florist.
Allium from our garden.
And when I went to open the sun umbrella, like a eureka, I got bopped on the head by a ginger cookie. Squirrel cache.
Dropping through Our World Tuesday, Week 92
Noteable Quoteable: “Call to prayer – / the clinking / of cattle balls” ~ Ellen Cooper, Horses Hooves, Haiku Canada Members Anthology 2013