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Listing last updated on Wed Aug 2024

Slovakia

I live in a house with a very small garden, surrounded by other houses and blocks of flats. Some twenty years ago it was a peaceful village where there was a walnut in each garden and people knew each other. Those times are gone and the place where I am living is rather ugly now. But I do not give up, I remember the words of Chesterton:

"Let us suppose we are confronted with a desperate thing — say Pimlico. If we think what is really best for Pimlico we shall find the thread of thought leads to the throne of the mystic and the arbitrary. It is not enough for a man to disapprove of Pimlico: in that case he will merely cut his throat or move to Chelsea. Nor, certainly, is it enough for a man to approve of Pimlico: for then it will remain Pimlico, which would be awful.

The only way out of it seems to be for somebody to love Pimlico: to love it with a transcendental tie and without any earthly reason. If there arose a man who loved Pimlico, then Pimlico would rise into ivory towers and golden pinnacles; Pimlico would attire herself as a woman does when she is loved. For decoration is not given to hide horrible things: but to decorate things already adorable."

I love my garden and the neighbourhood, so, perhaps, it will become beautiful one day. In the meantime I will browse rose photos here and dream :)