cultivating an inspired, artistic life


If a garden could only tell a story, it would start here, in the Spring of the year. She begins with birds, and bees and early flowers. Setting the table for more to come. Then in the Summer she celebrates every aspect of her repertoire with brighter and brighter blooms, a cacophony of insects and sweet evening sounds. Then before long it is Fall and she calms to tell a deeper story of settling in and calming down. When Winter hits, she rests. This story is about Spring. 

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