Sunday, September 22, 2013

Brookgreen Gardens 9-18-13


  by Joyce Kilmer
I think that I shall never see   
A poem lovely as a tree.   
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest   
Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;   
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;   
A tree that may in summer wear   
A nest of robins in her hair;   
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;   
Who intimately lives with rain. 
Poems are made by fools like me,   
But only God can make a tree.

Brookgreen Gardens is a National Historic Landmark located just south of Myrtle Beach in Murrells Inlet, S.C..
These magnificent  trees are hundreds of years old, this year they are underplanted with thousands of caladiums.  The gardens moto is " Ever changing. Simply amazing."

Happy First Day of Autumn, Kim.
Caladium of every kind along side of a beautiful woven fence to cover an irrigation pump.



MB in MI said...

We visited Brookgreen Gardens on our honeymoon in 1976--what a beaurtiful place. Thanks for the memories! :-)

beth said...

Oooh! What a beautiful place!

pizzaeater said...

I love, love, love trees. I live in Phoenix and there are not many trees around so when I see beautiful trees I am in awe. Love the poem.

Charlotta said...

Missed you among the white birch trees at the 30th annual and last BIQR last week. Charlotta

Nat Palaskas said...

It looks like a great park. Is it close by you? Hugs Nat

Anonymous said...

Gorgeous, how far is the garden from your home?