A woman loves her garden in late summer....
It is a place for reflection...
And cozy seclusion....
For naps in the sunshine....
And the protection of plastic fauna....

It is alive with tiny blossoms...
So many I had to show them twice.
The garden beckons you to enter....
And feast on sights, sounds and scents....
It is a place for deep thoughts...

And joy!
And a place for sweet reverie.....
To remember all winter long...
The happy summer mornings....
And joy of being alive!

A place where the dreamer is always welcome....
The beauty is abundant....
And the valor of nature is apparent. ( As in this valiant effort by our Deciduous Redwood to survive it's ordeal of the early summer)
To flourish for that brief shining moment that is summer!
You all come back now!!!