In his garden every man may be his own artist without apology or explanation. Each within his green enclosure is a creator, and no two shall reach the same conclusion; nor shall we, any more than other creative workers, be ever wholly satisfied with our accomplishment. Ever a season ahead of us floats the vision of perfection and herein lies its perennial charm. ~Louise Beebe Wilder
**(blooming currently in several places in my yard is Physostegia virginiana)
Where does imagination come from? It was spawned in the mind of God, and it is the conduit that connects us to our Maker. I can think of no better place than a garden to let one’s imagination run wild. It can be loosed over and over again in the ever-changing shapes of the beds and paths, in the kinds of plants that are introduced, and in the garden’s supports and structures. My imagination has also led me over the years to include pieces of yard art into my garden. For me it adds whimsical levels of interest that feed my inner child and would-love-to-have-been- an-artist self.
The LORD God placed man in the Garden of Eden to tend and watch over it. ~Genesis 2:15