My book by Timothy Mawson came today. It transported me to another place - back in time. There's pictures of his bookstore in it and it is so familiar to me. I remember talking to him about his books. They were mostly old English gardening books. His shop was also filled with beautiful garden ornaments and paintings. The window boxes were overflowing with petunias and lavender. The rushing water of the river in back of the shop was cool and calming in the heat of the summer. In his book, he talks about Sissinghurst, a poem written by Vita Sackville West that was published by the Hogarth Press. This takes me back to the era of the Bloomsbury Group. For me, it is all connected, there is a thread. The book is also filled with little watercolor illustrations. I've decided that I need a garden room. My family room is the perfect place. It has a sliding door to the back yard and has windows all around. It is the gathering space, the heart of my home. I am inspired by the memory of Timothy Mawson and all this has happened because of the window box assignment for my watercolor class! Isn't life grand?
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