whispered love
the garden




My childhood days were spent in the garden, happy and close to nature, delighting in beauty, safe. I was very privileged. We had a large garden with beautiful flowers, an orchard, a summerhouse, fresh vegetables and fruit. I used to lean on my elbows and make daisy chains, or lie back in the grass and watch pure white clouds drift silently overhead in the blue brilliance of heaven.




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