The garden is one of my sanctuaries. A place of work, reflection and meditation.
It is a place that soothes my soul, that transcends moments into actual moments.
Life takes on special meaning in the garden. It is here that things live and die. It is here that things grow and mature.
I'd like to think that by spending time here, I grow, mature and learn to appreciate the details and beauty of life.
Pictured are dwarf irises that have been growing for many years. Some years they come up in the snow. The grape muscari are also just starting to flower. I want to get some more miniature tete a' tete daffodils for next year.
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