Warm breezes are blowing and the garden is in bloom...
I've decided I should move here... 
And dream, and be transported to places where the woodland elves dwell.
The Monarchs have arrived, the last pink roses have bloomed, beds sprouting green shoots and blushing flower buds whisper a promise of more bouquets to come...
All year I dream of the days when the sun is warm, the sky is blue, the grass is green, and the garden is all new again... That time is here now, and I'm joyfully living my dream...
This is my reward for nourishing the earth that is placed in my care.
I hope you are spending time out there in your garden, enjoying your own magical moments!
