Links We Love, 10/17/2012

Links We Love, 10/17/2012

October 17, 2012
Photo by: courtesy: Where Cool Things Happen

A mini-golf course unlike any other, volcanic rivers in Iceland, fall leaves compost, and more in today’s Links We Love!

-We are officially well into autumn, and that means changing leaves, falling leaves, and raking leaves! But as every gardener knows, all the hard work of tidying up the yard pays off because leaves make the perfect compost! They are rich in minerals and are sometimes even five times more potent than manure. Here are some aesthetically pleasing ways to house your compost pile. [Gardenista]

-France is home to the beautiful hotel, Le Moulin du Roc Hotel. It was a 17th century mill converted into a fifteen room hotel near vineyards, caves, parks, rivers, and lakes; basically it is the perfect vacation stay for any nature lover! And its breathtaking courtyard, which is what initially grabbed us, boasts vine-covered walls, a lake, beautiful native flowers, and trees that look more like flames during this time of year! [wherecoolthingshappen]

-A magical, natural occurrence happens in Iceland that may just take your breath away. Volcanic rivers in Iceland flow through the ash creating beautiful contrasting colors and forms, often resembling modern paintings. These images captured by Andre Ermoleav are aerial shots of nature at its finest.  [500px]

-Wondering what to do with all of those fall vegetables? Why not make a delicious stock (in just 10 minutes)! It is a quick way to combine vegetables from the garden and, with the weather growing colder, this home-made stock will be a great base to all of the soups you may want to make. [the kitchn]

-Bruce Stillman, a sculptor from Minnesota, transformed his front yard into a whimsical miniature golf course, sure to make any gardener or landscaper green with envy. Every hole is unique, even from other golf courses, and utilizes different forms of nature to create obstacles. There are spirals, tree stumps, goats, hills, one boat, and a sluiceway for the thirteenth and final putt. [NY Times]