In the Beginning, a Garden
I really love my garden. It's a small, raised space where I can plant seeds and watch them grow. In the summer I pick basil, tarragon and oregano to toss in with my tomatoes. In the fall, I pick lemon thyme and rosemary for baked chicken. I can hear bees buzzing and birds chattering while I pull the weeds or water with the garden hose. It's a place that appeals to all my senses. No lists or phone calls or 5pm news. It's a place where I can go to simply be.
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West Coast Abstract Painter with roots to the South