Et tu, Brute…

Et tu, Brute…

Tis The Season
Et tu, Brute…. This is about betrayal. In the garden. Way back in high school, I had Latin class for three years. I had no idea of course that Latin would serve me so well: learning plant botanical names was way down the road but because of my Latin studies I had a much easier go of it than my classmates; and a familiarity with classic architecture was surely a benefit in my pursuit of a landscape ... Read more