1673, that´s a long time ago, a very long time, isn´t it. 1673, the year the apothecaries in London started a garden to grow their medicine plants. The garden got the name Chelsea Physic Garden. I don´t remember when I first heard of this garden, but when I did I knew it was a place I wanted to visit. And yesterday that happened.
Over the centuries the garden has had its ups and downs, but today it is a walled oasis in the middle of London, where gardeners, teachers, guides, collectors and researchers are busy taking care of the plants. Taking care of life.
I have bought a book about the garden and look forward to learn more, and also to came back for other visits, may be at other times of the year.
I can imagine frost in the leaves in winter, may be a little snow. I can imagine the first spring flowers, and the full summer with its wide range of colours.
But more than that I imagine living in the garden. Walking. Painting. Drawing. Writing. Gardening. Dreaming.
Living the changes.
By the way, the clematis shown in the picture below is called Traveler´s Joy. Isn´t that a most wonderful name :-)