“The property was a 37-acre dairy farm that had been abandoned for about 40 years. The first years were clearing out the acres of poison ivy, and the pucker-brush. Work on the farm as a landscaped project started about 1987….Bed by bed, gardens were eked out. In 1991, a wildlife pond was added….Now, about 2/3rds of the property is garden.”
—From the Bedrock Gardens website.
Thursday was quite a day for this homebody. In my trusty red Honda Fit, I traveled out of Maine to go to Bedrock Gardens in Lee, New Hampshire, where I met my blogging friend Judy of New England Garden and Thread.
We had hoped other bloggers from northern New England would be able to join us, but that did not work out. A busy time of year, I know.
But two is indeed company, and as soon as we met, we chatted as though we were old friends, which, in a way, we are. We have been blogging friends for many years and have gotten to know each other through our words about our lives in Maine and New Hampshire.
Here we are at the entry to fabulous Bedrock Gardens. Lovely Judy is on the left, and I am on the right.
And here are some pictures of Bedrock Gardens, a really wonderful place. I am afraid my pictures do not do justice to these beautiful gardens with its many sculptures, most of them done by Jill Nooney, one of the founders who designed and planted Bedrock Gardens.
A faithful canine waited near the entrance to the gardens.
We went through the magic pathway,
where three guardians waited.
What was this lurking in the woods?
Or this?
Then there was this fine fellow.
Finally, a more tranquil scene.
After spending over two hours at Bedrock Gardens, Judy and I went a few miles down the road to Emery Farm Market and Café. We had delicious bagel sandwiches, and we were able to sit on the café’s porch, where we could eat and chat as long as we wanted.
What could make this already excellent day any better? Why, an utterly delicious donut. (Longtime readers might remember my passion for donuts.)
All too soon, it was time to head home. But I was full of good memories and good food. As we would say in Maine, it was a finest kind of day.
I am hoping that meeting with Judy in the summer will be an annual event, perhaps in New Hampshire, perhaps in Maine. Such a great pleasure to meet with blogging friends.