Mar 18, 2020
2 min read
The Peaceful Garden
Nature knows how to calm the heart and tamper with tranquility until it swells
I recall the garden days of my youth, spent rolling on a lush carpet of green or climbing a massive copper beech tree. There was always something special to do out there. Handstands, ant-watching, or gathering rich purple plumbs in the folds of my skirt.
