My real office is your garden.  When you hire me it's to turn your hopes & dreams of a garden into plants-hardscape-house, a Vanishing Threshold, that ephemeral bonding of joy letting you hold onto faith, expand your spirit & gather grace.
 This zone, designing gardens, is intoxicating, 
Joseph Campbell speaks of it as experiencing eternity here & now. 
My office must let me leave ties of place to become a Mental Traveler. 
Letting the Muse of writing, lecturing, powerpoints, & Garden Design 'dance'.
 
In homage to 
Bunny Mellon, my basket table.  Each client for the day goes into their own basket, a lecture in the evening has its own basket too.  Adore multiple basket days.
Long-distance Garden Design is done, above. 
Administrative tasks here. 
Overlooking the garden, below.  Best place to blog, surf, read.
No rugs or art yet.  Enjoying the simplicity.  
.
Garden & Be Well,   XO Tara
.
Laskett, left above, devoted to me no friends like him!  He pays them zero attention.  If there is a loud crash or something 'wrong', daily occurrences, it's Laura, right above.
.
Love walking into my office every morning.  Decades of joy.
.
I adore looking at offices, thought it fair to show mine.