Walking into my back garden this week, below.
Looking from my back garden, below, toward the same gate.
Double Axis. Design a beautiful view, go into the view & turn around and design a beautiful view in the opposite direction.
View, above, is one of my chief treasures. Why? You're looking into the neighborhood where 2 streets & several houses meet. Chief treasure is understatement, pure pride.
Have zero objectivity about my garden, none. In my garden I feel tightly held by Providence. Sorrows are taken into my garden & diminished, joys are carried into my garden and increased. The toughest questions of my life have been taken into this garden, and answered. Events have unfolded that were unacceptable, and my garden embraces me with great nurturing until acceptance is indeed found. When I was in Texas and knew my father would not live thru the nite I went into an empty hospital room to figure out how to breath, not fall down, fight the grief. A clear thought came into my heart, "You will go into your garden and figure out how to live without him." From that moment grief began to recede. Merely thinking of my garden began healing me. My garden is more than my best friend, it's where I experience Providence. Of course I adore, "G*d almighty first created a garden." Perhaps it's this simple. Copy the One who made it all.
Garden & Be Well, XO Tara
Pics taken this week in my garden with my phone.