France is a great distraction for me as nothing much has grown here over the last 5 or so weeks, because of the rain.
Here in Brittany, the sea is king, even the fleecing of crops takes on a watery appearance. Underneath the roar of the wind and the rip of the fleece, the plants grow steadily.
We wanted to take a look at these gardens: The Exotic Gardens Of Roscoff.
Come with me for a stroll amongst the flowers, or if you don't have the legs for the walk, take a doze in the sun ....just like my Dad!
Plenty of colour,
shape,
and WOW factor here.
With places to sit and ponder
even the tiniest
and most delicate of specimens.
For most of the stroll, the gardens are fairly level and generally interesting, but by no means a TRESCO.
From the Americas
to the Canarys
and beyond, this place is gorgeous.
Amongst the paths there suddenly looms a large tor that's been planted up with huge plant specimens. It is truly spectacular and looms up through the Eucalyptus trees as you reach the far end of the gardens.
It stood out, gleaming in the full glare of the sun.
The view from the top is spectacular and well worth the many steps to the top.
Not too shabby -
for the Northern Hemisphere.
Eventually, the decent has to be made. It's a long way down (see the tiny-pin-people standing at the bottom?)
Walking around the tor reveals even more exuberant planting.
Proteas -
looked up, wide eyed, to the sun.
Florida Red Necked Turtles basking by the pool!
Who wouldn't on a day like this?
The heat left many buds dripping from their stems.
Oh I loved the sunshine as it fell in dapples all over me.
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