Falling leaves

The garden lulls me, it is the gathering around of a green blue blanket to envelop and shield against the outside world. Its existence gives us context and is a conscious decision to choose nature, the human need for connection to the earth and plant forms.

It is a place of growth, each moment ephemeral, a reminder of the transience of life, from the minutiae of a seed to the majesty of a tree.

The garden is giving of itself, offering sanctuary, shelter, sustenance, surprise and beauty in all its forms, shape, light, tone, perfume, texture and colour.

 It is a reminder of the power and joy of nature and the world beyond our existence.