Garden Castle

In the car lay-by garden, partly hidden by some hostas and forget-me-nots, is a small castle. Sometimes when I am feeling totally childlike I try and imagine which room I would live in.

When the castle gets too overgrown with plants I drag it out into the open. Recently a couple of small ferns have attached themselves to its side, making it look even more picturesque and mysterious.

Ah - But is it Garden Art? A vexed question, indeed...