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Upon the roof - remembering where I am

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Dearest Monty, We had a leak around the chimney of our wood burner, only a small drip thankfully, but it meant climbing up on to the flat roof of the kitchen in order to seal it. It was a frosty misty morning - the mist sinking into the valley. Being elevated helped me to remember where I am - where this small garden is - perched on the side of a hill which is now surrounded by trees. We often lose the context when we are at ground level. I realise that I need to get that sense of context back. I recently visited Hauser and Wirth in Bruton Somerset where the Oudolf field is laid out like a sole of a running shoe. I found the whole scheme too flat - too much on one plane. It is as though I crave higher structures - punctuation if you like. Perhaps it is as a result of living in the hills for so long. Looking down on the garden from the roof was a bit like looking at the field of perennials - everything was flattened out - and to be honest I am getting bored wi