Cote Jardin (2007)
Overview
A quick view of three remarkable organic gardens: Le Tomple, Le jardin du Mas d’Abri in the department of Gard and Le jardin des Sambucs in the department of Hérault. The film goes over their general layout along pathways amongst the vegetation, ponds and people or animals that happen to be there at the time.
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| Original Language | fr |
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Directed By
Rose Lowder
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Rose Lowder
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