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My garden is tiny. The gable, below, crowning my head while I type. Crepe myrtles for shade, fragrant tea olive crenellations along the cleyera hedge. (No grass it's my neighbor's frontyard!)
"Italy is heroic, but Greece is godlike or devilish -- I am not sure which, and in either case absolutely out of our suburban focus."My gate, below, delicately tucked into the hedge, always open.
A chair, below, just past the gate
in my potager. A room within a room. Studying in Europe many times yet, I travel farthest in my garden..
"Life is easy to chronicle, but bewildering to practice, and we welcome "nerves" or any other shibboleth that will cloak our personal desire. She loved Cecil; George made her nervous; will the reader explain to her that the phrases should have been reversed?"
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LOL, it is my garden explaining these things to me.
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Once, my garden informed me about a thorny topic, Tara dear your confidence is a masquerade for fear. A changed perspective allowing me to make a better choice and leave the fear behind.
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I'm never bored in the rooms of my garden.
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I set out to create garden rooms and instead created a world.
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Garden & Be Well, XO Tara
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Quotes from A Room with a View by E.M. Forster


Love your open gate and garden rooms!
ReplyDeleteCarolyn
Your confidence is a masquerade for fear. I love this post. It is so personal and poetic. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteJanet
I live in a garden home, which means my yard borders on my neighbor's brick wall. I love my little piece of nature, and have made it into a certified wildlife habitat. It isn't that big, but I have herbs and a small pond. And decks have just been built. Hardscaping is being strategized. So happy to have found you.
ReplyDeleteBrenda
What a beautiful world you have created! I hope to add some tea olives to my own landscape - their fragrance is amazing.
ReplyDelete–Lana