I must have walked this garden a thousand times or more.
I believe I know every part of it but of course I do not.
Every garden holds secrets........heartbeats and wing beats. We see only a tiny part of what goes on.
If we play the part of silent watchers, we will find our own lives are enriched by the daily drama of other creatures.
A garden is a peaceful pleasure. A place for collections of ferns, garden ornaments,
a path overhung with unconfined plants.
It holds a place in our hearts that can be reached by a sight, a sound, a smell.
It is our own little piece of paradise, here on earth.
