A few miles from where my parents live there is a large park in connection with one of the Queen's provincial summer residences. The park is mainly a large, sloping sheet of grass, descending from the palace down towards the sea, but to one side there is a garden with a sries of formal "garden rooms". I used to go there every spring at night, preferably when the moon was out, and take a walk down the magnolia garden where the blossoms would be hovering eerily above the path, glowingly pale in the moonlight and set against the dark sky. It was my own little secret place; at 2am you can have your own private part of a public garden...
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Date: 2006-04-29 02:15 am (UTC)A few miles from where my parents live there is a large park in connection with one of the Queen's provincial summer residences. The park is mainly a large, sloping sheet of grass, descending from the palace down towards the sea, but to one side there is a garden with a sries of formal "garden rooms". I used to go there every spring at night, preferably when the moon was out, and take a walk down the magnolia garden where the blossoms would be hovering eerily above the path, glowingly pale in the moonlight and set against the dark sky. It was my own little secret place; at 2am you can have your own private part of a public garden...