The growing bones of a garden.
The debris of a lifetime.
A long ago vision in my head growing real.
This is what passes for my suburban landscape foundation planting.
In some circles it is not likely to pass muster.
A garden none the less.
A lifetime of gardening reimagined. And it is good.
Season's Greetings to all. It must be Christmas. Specks of glitter are showing up in the house dust. Send your best wishes for Souly, the solstice kitty to stay put.
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Of course it is a garden. I can see it coming to the fore.
Sweet Souly come to the garden and stay.
May you have a happy Christmas Day Christopher.
Fingers crossed that when Souly gets her tummy really full, she doesn't decide to ramble on off.
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