Do you have a special garden that you have visited?  One that lingers in the memory, which gave you lots of ideas for your garden or which just felt so wonderful to be in?

(I apologise for the lack of photos – I think I must have been too overwhelmed by the visual stimulation of the garden to take more.  I think I will have to make a return visit some day…..)

My choice would have to be Les Quatre Vents which is in Charlevoix County, Quebec, Canada.  It is now almost 10 years since I visited the garden, but the wonder of that day is still with me, aided I have to admit by the wonderful book on the garden that my brother in law found and sent to me.  But I digress, let me take you through the story of how we came to visit.

The house we stayed in

A group of us were holidaying in a house in rural Quebec overlooking the St Lawrence.  Before we went, I did my research and discovered that Les Quatre Vents was close by.  However, it only opens on four days a year and whilst our visit coincided with one of the days, they were already sold out, two months before our visit.  It looked as if we would be unable to see these wonderful gardens.

View of the St Lawrence from the house

However when we arrived at the house, we found that the property came with membership of the gardens which allowed holders to visit on Wednesdays in addition to the four general open days.  This was wonderful news.  Not only were we able to visit, but also there was virtually no one else there so we almost had the garden to ourselves.   There were two gardeners in the party, myself and my brother in law, and a few more who had an interest in the topic and so were interested in coming too.  Two were not the slightest bit interested in topic, but decided to come with us for an hour or so and then they would go off elsewhere.  To give you an idea of how inspiring this garden is, our two non-gardening friends decided to stay with us for the whole visit.

Les Quatre Vents is a garden of rooms, some small and intimate, others much larger.   You enter the garden near the house.  The garden near the house has a very homely atmosphere.  This is no grand garden, but rather the sort of garden that many of us would have outside the house.  It feels as if it has been there since the house was built in the 1920s.  In this part of the garden, you get no idea of what you will find as you explore more.  There are lovely stone edged beds and very typical planting.  The key thing that struck me here was that the impact of Canadian winters is that plants have a much shorter growing period and so plants that would never flower at the same time in the UK, such as roses and aqualegias, were flowering their heats out together.  It was a little like being at Chelsea, only in a real garden.

From there we moved on and it wasn’t long before we started to realise what a wonderful garden this is.  First we came to a number of garden rooms separated by tall hedges.  One contained a “long border” and another topiary.  One was very narrow and simply contained a long rill with grass on either side.  One started to get a feeling of the excitements that were to come.

A wonderful "borrowed" view

Almost every gardening device is employed somewhere at Les Quatre Vents.  On occasions, you get glimpses of “borrowed” views.  Another time, we thought we could see a statue, but we didn’t remember seeing it when we were near to where it appeared to be located.  We walked back and found that the “statue” was in fact a carefully placed silhouette, made from what appeared to be hardboard, which was not obvious when you were near it.

As you move further from the house, the garden rooms get larger.  There was a beautiful music room in the middle of a lightly wooded area, a Chinese pond and then we came to the ravine.  There was a wonderful rope bridge to cross this by.  The only problem is that I have a fear of heights and, in particular, swinging bridges.  The intrepid members of the party took the bridge and then had to wait for ages for me to finally reach the other side by the land route.  Thank goodness the trek to the other side was worthwhile.

Jazz Playing Frogs

Having walked along a lovely tree lined path through what appeared to be a spring garden, we came to the Pigeon House.  This is a huge archway building with the most amazing mosaic under it.  It is a focal point on this side of the garden.  From there we ventured on to a hedge surrounded area.  About half way down were two  side arms, like transepts in a church, where there were six foot high frog musicians.  One group were playing jazz and the other classical music.  Not only could you see the characters, but as you moved close to them, appropriate music stated playing!

From there we moved on to the Japanese garden, and then we went back toward the house to explore the other side of the garden.  I will admit that by now we were tired, there were so many wonderful sights that we had seen that our brains were starting to flag a little.  We went past the on stream fed swimming pond, which fits so naturally into its surroundings with its surface flush with the thyme lawn it sits in and eventually reached the vegetable garden.

Les Quatre Vents is the most amazing garden I have ever seen.  I highly recommend a trip to the garden if you can possibly manage it.  If you do decided to go, make sure you book your tickets for the garden a long time in advance, they can sell out six months before the opening dates.  Being a private garden, there is virtually nothing online about the garden.  It opens in aid of Centre écologique de Port-au-Saumon, and you can buy tickets on their website.

If you can’t get there in person, then look out for the book on the garden – “The Greater Perfection” by its owner Francis H Cabot.  It is not a cheap book, but probably cheaper than a visit for most of us.  Amazon has a few pages available to look at.  Other than that, there is a virtual tour that gives you an idea of what the gardens are like.


Whale watching

It is really worth making the trip to the St Lawrence, and while you are there, you might want to fit in a whale watching session as well.


Writing all of this has made me think that I really have to go back to Les Quatre Vents again to soak in its magic once more.



In life, it is always interesting to get a different perspective on something.

Recently I was able to get a view of my garden from one of the readers of this blog when Bobbie and Ron Gratz, whose garden is featured in the Dogs and their Gardens section of the site, came to visit.

Some of Bobbie’s photos are quite similar to ones that I have taken, but it was really interesting to see what caught her eye as she wandered around on a November morning.

I love this picture of the trellis around the pond with the rose and clematis that adorn it starting to change colour.  The blue of the post works so well with the blue sky, but this is a picture I would never have thought to take.

I love these frogs playing leapfrog – although some visitors are not always sure what they are doing – it depends on the angle they are viewed from.  I bought them in US and have never seen anything similar in UK.   I love the moss growing between the slabs that form the seat around the edge of the raised pond that is now their home.  I usually get rid of the moss whenever I pressure wash, despite wondering on many occasions whether I should leave it.  Maybe next time I will see if I can get the slabs clean whilst preserving the moss.

When I looked at this photo, I was really flummoxed.  I couldn’t think of where it could be – I don’t have a wooden bench anywhere in the garden.  I looked at the picture again and again and then I noticed the trellis in the background.  There is only one place in the garden where I have that sort of trellis.  I suddenly realised where the photo was taken.  Turned through 90°, the picture is a sideways on view of one of my Trachelospermum growing to create a green window.

We had to have a photo with one of the dogs.  Here, Bobby has managed to get a feel of the garden from their perspective .  There is no doubt that this photo is taken outdoors and yet the garden is almost irrelevant to the story.  Far more important is the mission that Ruby is on – if only we could read her mind.

Thank you, Bobby, for introducing me to a new perspective on my garden.  Through your fresh eyes, I now have a whole new view of my outdoor space.

Normally I delay starting my autumn tidy up until far too late.  I tell myself that I don’t want to start while there is still plenty of green in the garden – why admit that the summer is over before you have to?  Then I end up with a situation where many of the herbaceous perennials have turned into a horrible soggy mush which is most unpleasant to remove. 

This year, things are different.  Next weekend we are planning a walk and BBQ for our canine family and their humans.  It will be great to offer them home grown tomatoes, probably straight off the plant.  A number of the people have said that they want the opportunity to see the garden, so I looked around and decided that there were quite a few jobs to do. 

The irises and hemerocallis leaves had flopped to the ground and, as I found out, had become home to a selection of fat slugs and at least one frog.  

Normally, I love my narrow paths with foliage growing to loose the edges, but I thought it would be wise to allow people to realise that there actually was a way through, so the plants that had decided to expand to make use of the available space have been tidied.  I couldn’t bear to take back all of their growth just yet though, so there will be more work to do on them later.

Whilst I was tidying, I realised that this is the perfect time of year for a canine party.  My garden may be dog friendly, but there is little doubt that bringing ten or so dogs into such a small space will cause quite a bit of damage.  The fact that the garden is about to be cleared (of the herbaceous plants at least) means that there will be no regrets about any casulties.   If any shrubs should suffer, well they have all winter to get damaged by weather anyway. 

At least I can leave my main tidy until after next weekend and by then it will be October.  Time to put the garden to bed for another year.  Then I will be able to see the spaces for planting the spring bulbs that I am waiting for to arrive.  The key joy of gardening is that there is always something to look forward to – next season.