Such a frustrating disappointment

I didn’t really have many expectations going into the movie (good or bad), but I actually really enjoyed it. I really liked the characters and the banter between them.

It really made me laugh, but for some moments I was tearing up because I could relate so much.

Easily the biggest piece of Right wing non sense propaganda I ever saw.

Every garden has its moments of beauty, but in general I would just as soon be walking on an isolated beach or through the woods, where I can experience infinite surprise, feel depth in every direction, and sense the presence of a master designer. Last night I saw a film that seemed to collect the best garden moments I've ever had (outside of Kyoto). It said to me: it's less about self-conscious "gardens" in the spring and more about verdant fields year-round. The film, "Five Seasons: The Gardens of Piet Oudolf," might inspire your eyes too. Piet works mostly in Europe, but maybe next week I can take an extra day in NYC to see his planting on the High Line.