The vertical garden mural at Rotterdam Stadskantoor (a municipal office building in the Netherlands), was created with hundreds of recycled plastic pots, defined in the form of a tree with branches across the facade of the building. The pots were filled with seasonal plants so that they would grow upward along the wall, and disguise the building during the two-year renovation process.   Water was funneled to the plants from tanks on the rooftop where the designers installed a rainwater capture-system, to keep the garden well irrigated during construction.Team: Marco Zaccara, Césare Peeren, Pedro Maicas, of 2012Architecten.    

The vertical garden mural at Rotterdam Stadskantoor (a municipal office building in the Netherlands), was created with hundreds of recycled plastic pots, defined in the form of a tree with branches across the facade of the building. The pots were filled with seasonal plants so that they would grow upward along the wall, and disguise the building during the two-year renovation process.  
Water was funneled to the plants from tanks on the rooftop where the designers installed a rainwater capture-system, to keep the garden well irrigated during construction.
Team: Marco Zaccara, Césare Peeren, Pedro Maicas, of 2012Architecten
   

Chairs made from recycled bicycle tires, located at the whimsical garden “Bella Madrona” in Sherwood, Oregon. The gardens were created by Jim Sampson and Geof Beasley which inspired a song by Pink Martini. Lyrics as follows:
“The Gardens of Sampson & Beasley”
Under Orion’s starry sky I lie in the moonlit garden Wondering where to cast my eyeFor all that I see is heaven Oh why does it have to endI wish we could still pretend You’re near, just around the bend In the gardens of Sampson and Beasley Last time we were in this place Your face had a certain sadness And oh how I’ve wondered since What you’ve done with all that sadness Oh why did it have to endI wish we could still pretend Our love was around the bend In the garden of Sampson and Beasley Under Orion’s starry sky I lie in the moonlit garden Wondering when I close my eyes If I’ll ever find my heaven Oh why will it never endThese days where I still pretendOur love just around the bend In the gardens of Sampson and Beasley

Chairs made from recycled bicycle tires, located at the whimsical garden “Bella Madrona” in Sherwood, Oregon. The gardens were created by Jim Sampson and Geof Beasley which inspired a song by Pink Martini. Lyrics as follows:

“The Gardens of Sampson & Beasley”

Under Orion’s starry sky 
I lie in the moonlit garden 
Wondering where to cast my eye
For all that I see is heaven 
Oh why does it have to end
I wish we could still pretend 
You’re near, just around the bend 
In the gardens of Sampson and Beasley 

Last time we were in this place 
Your face had a certain sadness 
And oh how I’ve wondered since 
What you’ve done with all that sadness 
Oh why did it have to end
I wish we could still pretend 
Our love was around the bend 
In the garden of Sampson and Beasley 

Under Orion’s starry sky 
I lie in the moonlit garden 
Wondering when I close my eyes 
If I’ll ever find my heaven 
Oh why will it never end
These days where I still pretend
Our love just around the bend 
In the gardens of Sampson and Beasley

The Minister’s Tree House, Crossville (Cumberland Co.), Tennessee. 
The world’s tallest tree house, built by Horace Burgess (who had a vision from the Lord), using tons of reclaimed wood. It is now apparently abandoned, yet there are still posts by folks who have visited and explored the ten-story-tall structure (100 feet into the treetops):  ”I whispered a prayer that building code inspectors never happen out this way. Amen.”

The Minister’s Tree House, Crossville (Cumberland Co.), Tennessee. 

The world’s tallest tree house, built by Horace Burgess (who had a vision from the Lord), using tons of reclaimed wood. It is now apparently abandoned, yet there are still posts by folks who have visited and explored the ten-story-tall structure (100 feet into the treetops):  ”I whispered a prayer that building code inspectors never happen out this way. Amen.”