My flower friends came to me in my summer of transitions. One by one they greeted me as I wondered and wandered about my garden. They were born of a need to create and a soul's desire to keep a sunny disposition. Each appeared with serenity, my melancholy giving rise to laughter and joy. They became cherished friends bearing life's lessons. To step into a garden is to step into a magical space. Does not one set forth with seed or seedling with the sole purpose to bring beauty to their corner of the world? When we tend and care for flora, we discover we are tending and caring for our soul. Only in my garden could I find the peace, hope, and renewal I was longing for. I invite you to meet my flower friends. We wish you to gather in a lesson, feel your spirit uplifted, smile and even laugh out loud. And most important, you may experience the beauty of a flower.
