I love the garden. I cannot think of any task that I do not like to do.
Fig, Brown Turkey.
The garden gives so much in return for a little action.
Crab Apple.
Alfie heading down the path to the vegetable garden where Tivon is waiting.
I love to see the soil darken as the years go by. To see what self seeding contributions nature will add to the picture. The garden is this very moment expressed as a union of the weather, the season, the soil with its seeds/plants and the human past actions in this place. It is beyond complete control and ever changing. It is always perfect.