I have created this garden from within, I have never been fortunate to have a garden, the type I really wanted.

Here the gentle breezes whisper through the weeping willow trees creating a slight rustle. The sun shines brightly upon the flowers growing wild but organized. The sun flowers smile at the sun, the daisies gently dance in the breeze. The rose bushes placed here and there lend a scent to the air.

I'm not sure which flower is my favorite, the pansies growing close to the ground or the carnations which tower over the rest of the crowd. The orchids in their own corner.There are butterflies flittering through from flower
to flower and humming birds feeding from the nectar. Squirels and chipmunks visit often.

This garden is my refuge, my thinking spot, where my dreams are thought about. Where friends and loved ones are often remembered.

There is a sun dial in the centre of the garden. And a small brook over yonder to the east.

Kitchen	Library	Bedroom
Fun Stuff	Music Room	Front Door
Powder Room

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