Mount Wilson has many great private gardens. If you talk to the owner, it is a labour of love. This particular garden has taken the owners over 40 years to develop into the scale it is now. The last time I was up in the mountain, the owner is selling the property. I hope the new owner still have the passion for gardening as the old owner did.
Not sure if it is sold already, but the new owner will definitely love the garden that already there. Could you imagine working on a garden for 40 years? What dedications and commitments to make it works? I could imagine what\’s the land was in 40 years ago when there was nothing here. Just bush and forest with Eucalyptus tree everywhere.
A remarkable about human achievements in a lifetime work. What the human hands can produce. Turning something ordinary to something extraordinary. But a sad story is unfolding as well, the owners are getting older and unfortunately the same drive and passion is still there but the body is weary to keep the garden of this scale.
A walk into a garden during the Autumn makes you wonder about life, how the season changes. Life is a cycle of constant changes and in Buddhism it is called impermanent. A mark of Buddhism and if someone teaches Buddhism and not emphasis this point then it is not Buddhism at all.
I still remember one of the poem from Ho Chi Minh, a Vietnamese leader growing in the Vietnamese public school system. \”An trai phai nho ghe trong cay\” translate to \”if you eat a fruit remember the grower\”. And to the owners of this garden a big \”THANK YOU\” for sharing your passion with us.