This is a sort or timeless garden where things seem to grow in complete cooperation with each other. It has a random, artistic quality where nothing is in a row, where nothing predominates and everything seems essential. It took someone with a good sense of design to place each plant and then leave the assemblage to itself, to grow and mix. Some tiny things seem entirely accidental. And yet, without the accidents it might seem contrived. Without the accidents it might seem unreal. A garden laid out by someone who understood that the person laying out the garden is its least important ingredient.