it may be a small garden but i am grateful for some land to plant things in. it's a tiny paradise with it's own pebble beach with hand picked stones (collected from many places since arriving on these shores) every stone hand picked, alot of picking people. and it was all about the process of collecting for the beauty of the rock then looking for some decorative and non space taking way to have the rocks in some place well where i could sit and pick through and admire them again and again- and extend the mini pebble beach into my unsuccessful grass growing space.the grass was beautiful last year but did not muster it's way through winter as the ground isnt deep enough with good soil, they say you need six inches for grass- i have possibly three.
it is amazing what did come through winter intact, and what not in tact has reappeared once again in full force much earlier then last year.
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