The dream garden

A few months ago I ventured into the realm of gardening with a now half-dead peonies named Alex and now a few sprouting tomato sprouts. My old housemate successfully planted a large potful of basil that is now sagging from the weight of its giant-and-still-growing leaves, incredibly convenient for the occasional omelet and Italian dish. One day I hope to eat from my own garden. A trip for ingredients to make dinner would consist of a few steps into the yard with a pair of shears.

A few weeks ago I visited a home in San Jose to purchase some plant pots from a Craigslist posting. Just to give you an idea about the seller... I inquired if he had a compost bin for sale and he responded that he had just sold six and was now only down to one. Excuse me... when will you be selling your house? His garden boasted several fruit trees that looked ready for picking, a vegetable garden area (he decided not to plant this year), Hawaiian ginger (I've never seen ginger outside a grocery store before!), and plant hanging fragrant limes used for Thai curry. Oh how I admired his garden. I couldn't stop telling everyone about it and envisioning it as my dream backyard.

But then this past weekend, my brother took us to the French Laundry garden. Thomas Keller's garden has definitely taken the dream to new heights.

Snapped with my phone. 

I'll post more pictures later.