If you close your eyes and some one says Italian gardens, the image of the long winding cypress dusty road leading to an abandoned villa , grand now rusting gates lie half open, an invitation to enter !, if one does the sight is truly magical , brushing against lavender , oleander, wild thyme and rosemary, scents rising into the warm air and stirring the senses then the visualisation now takes place , stone tumbling walls spilling onto the warm earth,
and beautiful statues stand as they have for centuries , keeping their own secrets ....
GARDENS..... Create your own ....enjoy ..recknruin
