There is nothing like visiting the garden of a friend, especially when that friend is one you don’t get to hang out with all the time. It was a thrill to finally see Rebecca Sweet’s garden a couple of weeks ago while at Garden Bloggers’ Fling in San Francisco. I’ve been traveling for two weeks, and I didn’t take my laptop with me to Fling. I decided just to use my ipad. It worked for everything except posting on the blog. I have a complicated password to the blog’s dashboard, and I’d forgotten it. Ah, life in 2013.
I’ve tried all morning to remember when Rebecca Sweet went from being an online acquaintance to a friend I’ve had coffee with, and to someone I trust when I have a question about gardening in the middle of California. When we finally met in person a couple of years ago, I felt like we’d known each other forever.
It was a joy to see her lovely home, meet her husband and check out all of her special touches throughout her back and front gardens. I so like the word garden better than yard, don’t you?
Rebecca has a small garden space within which to work, and her story of how her childhood home became her current one is fascinating. She has an office I found myself coveting. Wouldn’t it be nice to have a space where I could be alone and write? Good grief, what am I thinking? I still have two children at home full-time, along with a college student home this summer. There is nowhere I can hide.
Just kidding. Sorta.
So, here in photos is Rebecca’s garden. It was so hot in California that day it felt like a bad-ass, Oklahoma summer day. I’m not kidding. By the time we reached Rebecca’s house, I was roasted, toasted and fried from the heat. After two weeks in California–where it eventually became cool–I’m finally back in my own state where it’s now hot too. Here, hot feels summer-normal, but I wish I could go back to Rebecca’s house, sit and have a cup of coffee with her in that shady space. Here, Jeannie Hanson and Victoria Summerley share a moment in the shade.
I must say as much as I enjoyed California’s middle section and even points north, there is no place like home. Just ask Rebecca.