— Images of bright, verdant blooms and shimmering pastels have forever been associated with Augusta National and the Masters, but this year's tournament may have a little less color than usual.
Suddenly we were a verdant island blooming amid vast, ashy slopes.
Orange groves, undulating vineyards, verdant olives, blooming plums, and kiwi fruit, nestled amidst the white stone housing developments.
It suits the paradisal haven of The Well – a verdant smallholding which blooms under its own benign sun and mysterious, nightly rainfall even as the rest of the country's water supply dries up, crops fail, livestock die and neighbours turn hostile.
A second mural shows a river slicing the earth into two distinct visions of the future: on one side, the riverbank has degenerated into an apocalyptic, industrial wasteland; on the other, the land is lush and verdant with flowers in bloom.
There, spring is in full bloom, the verdant array of fresh baby greens and ripe asparagus promising that, in spite of the weather forecast, spring has sprung.
Schumann's verdant First Symphony danced, all bloom and blush, with daring use of rubato, breathtaking pianissimi, solemn trombones and an exquisitely pitched cadenza from flautist Steffi Winker, the work's Beethovenian DNA emphasised by the lower strings.
There's a huge swimming pool, roses are in bloom in the verdant garden, and I feel pleasantly cocooned from reality.
However, Kehinde Wiley, who has done giant portraits of contemporary figures (often from the hip-hop world) posed in the manner of old master portraits, paints Obama as a figure of great seriousness and directness, but seats him surrounded by a wall of green leaves (both behind him and underfoot – the leaves speak to a great vitality to make things bloom and a verdant richness.
The big bedrooms meld old-fashioned comfort with contemporary touches, and the château's verdant grounds are no less impressive – 300 roses bloom in the formal garden, and there's a pool, woodland to explore and a pathway that leads to a private jetty on the Tarn.
The consumer Internet was thought to be a verdant garden where thousands, and perhaps millions, of flowers would bloom.
