Tonight on my walk I had the opportunity to talk to a woman that lives a couple streets away. She was working in her garden and the results were beautiful! When I commented she told me her reason. She was trying extra hard this year because she had lost a special sister that was a fabulous gardener. The lady was missing her sister but was using the garden tools that her sister had given her. I think the tools must be guided because the garden was coming alive. What a nice tribute to her special someone. Every time I look at her garden I will see it for it's beauty and remember the reason.
The picture above is one of Cliff's. Beautiful!
