A Friend's Garden
I'm not a writer. Or a photographer. Or a philosopher. Let's just say I'm not a lot of things. What I am is an appreciator. Recently I was afforded a delightful, and impromptu tour of a friend's garden to share in the beauty that came from her imagination and labor. She is a gardener. She has vision. When we walked the pie-shaped lot of her property line, I was amazed at the work that had to be done before she could even begin. She pointed out many varieties of shrubs and trees they'd hauled away just to start the framework of her flower beds. Each corner of the yard is slightly different. It begins with an "inspiration", usually a photo from a magazine. Then her and her husband search and find the architectural building blocks that set the stage for a living flora and fauna concert. An abandoned picket fence, an old metal cattle gate, some recycled barn slats and she's got a garden that blossoms with imagination. Bol
