My Magic Garden
~ MEET SAM & LADY ~
Here are a few photographs I have taken of my garden's over the years, and flowers that have seen their day there, as well. I am also sharing a few photographs of my sweet Wire Fox Terrier’s, Sam and Lady, enjoying each other and their yard.
~ This Is My Magic Garden ~
~The Garden Is A Magic Place ~
It provides pleasure and nourishment to birds, pollinating bees and insects, rabbits, squirrels, fireflies, dragonflies, and more, I can keep going on, but I think you get it. In some gardens, it also provides food and herbs for humans, and a place to set and be at peace with life or to find peace again.
My garden has gone through an evolution of abundance and work, to simplification and less to maintain over the years, kind of what I personally have experienced coming into maturity.
It has served as a place to entertain, a place to watch the surrounding world and to look at the moon and stars, a place where I can greet and photograph my garden, flowers and all the critters that come to visit, all who come knocking. I am fortunate enough to live on a beautiful community park, where I can view from my patio children and adults practicing and playing football, volleyball or baseball, there is also in the distance basketball and tennis courts, and a play area for children, and further on a pond with birds and frogs galore. ~ Like I said, I can watch and hear the surrounding world in motion.
It is a place where my pets can run and play and be safe, and a place of joy, solace and to feel sorrow. Maturity is unavoidable in the garden, and in life. The word ‘garden’ originates from the old German term “gart,” which means ‘enclosure.’ I feel it is my enclosed private place, a safe harbor, to continue to evolve through my maturity, as my garden will.
Did you know that flowers grow faster when music plays near them?
“One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today.”
~ Dale Carnegie