The fog can be thick there along the coast.
Sometimes you can’t see much beyond the enclosed garden that Silvia created on a rise behind her home. The surrounding landscape is dominated by tall pines…and mystery.
Her enchanting garden is a place to escape, a place of moods — happiness, reflection, playfulness.
Time moves slowly in Silvia’s garden. Maybe it doesn’t move at all. Silvia says time is what you make of it.
Is it Spanish moss? An old man’s beard? A thick cobweb? Silvia isn’t telling.
A cautious relationship has developed between the seated pair. They both gaze forward, avoiding direct eye contact. But they think about each other a lot. Will they eventually move closer? That’s up to Silvia. And she is a believer in the possible — and the impossible.
When the chill starts to bite outdoors, guests come inside and find other views of the garden.
Sylvia loves her garden. And all that’s in it.
Thank you so much for reading my mind and visiting my magical garden! Your artistic soul was able to capture the secrets of my garden….
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