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A French family friend once told me that Monet’s garden in Giverny, France, should be visited each season to marvel at the garden in its various pretty dresses. My first visit was in the Spring, where I found the garden clothed in poppies of various shades, but was disappointed to find that the famed water lilies were still deep in slumber. But this time, my trip is richly rewarded.
The pond in the bottom garden is dotted everywhere with lily pads and tightly closed water lilies when we first arrive in the morning. Frogs, hidden to all but the keenest eyes, loudly warble a greeting to the new day. They are so loud that at first I confuse them for ducks, until I realise that there is not a single duck to be seen on the pond. As the sun rises and the heat of the day increases, however, the frogs start to fall silent while the water lilies awake from their slumber and stretch lazily to reveal their true colours. Shades of pink, yellow, orange and white greet the eye.
All around the garden, new and different flowers in gorgeous hues can be seen. Monet’s garden has truly shed its spring colours and put on its summer dress.
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