Monet painted the garden over and over. He would paint one section in the morning, paint it again at noon and again later in the day, fascinated by the change in colour. In those days paint didn't come in tubes ready to use, artists mixed their own pigments and Monet would be mixing several times a day, in his workshop trying to get the colours as he saw them.
As you stroll the gardens, birds sing, bees and insects flit about, a neighbour’s cat saunters by, unbothered by the crowds, and always the scent of blooming flowers.
There are the famous "paint boxes", oblong plots that James plants up to look like a palette of colours and I can imagine Monet using these beds of colour to help him create his paint box.
“My garden is my most beautiful masterpiece”
Claude Monet