Sweet Panicale

A neglected garden below our apartment in Panicale, Umbria, was an unexpected pleasure when we spent two weeks there earlier this year. The adjacent villa had been purchased, we were told, by an American, who for whatever reason,-probably money- had not begun renovation.  There are many similar houses, but I have seen few lost gardens such as this.  Beautiful in its slumber. But if we had a week, how we could bring it back….at least make a start…Sweet Panicale

The remnants of wisteria were budding over the dilapidated pergola; two midnight blue iris had lifted their wings above the weeds; scraggy, gray lavender swept over broken bricks.  And a sleepy, white cat  stretched out in the sun  on the stone step.