The Ancient Mariner was dying of thirst. Today, the garden is submerged in parts as we have had so much rain. And yet, curiously, my mind turns to different ways in which water can bring emotions into the garden. At the bottom of our garden is a ruisseau, an ancient small canal which used to bring water from our river, the Adour, into the pasturelands and fields surrounding the old village. Never cultivated, the ruisseau was seen as purely functional, to be cleared of vegetation periodically to bring water to where it was needed.
Water brings different qualities and arouses different emotions, whether flowing or still.