At our last destination for the day, the adjoining Pump House Garden and Garden on Turtle Creek were both spare and minimal. I headed over to Turtle Creek first since it seemed less crowded. The front hillside bunker plantings had me a bit confused as I approached. Not sure exactly where to go, or what I was approaching, I still enjoyed the stone terraces for their massiveness and weight. I also really appreciated the well placed paths throughout the garden, as well as the contrast between the rigid industrial hardscape materials and the loose, wild native creek plantings. I love a garden that can create a dynamic tension between man and nature. The Garden on Turtle Creek did just that.
Then over at the Pump House garden I was totally falling for the reclaimed building turned garden space (where can I pick up an abandoned building for my backyard??) when my camera battery died. Grrr... So I didn't get as many shots as I would have liked. I'm a big fan of decay in the garden so I was loving the broken concrete, rust and peeling paint, especially when paired with the soft sensuous youthful hillocks of grass nearby. Age and youth. Decay and regrowth. Another excellent example of dynamic tension in the garden.