April 1st, 2010
Spring has arrived in The Gardens on Indian Lore. I set up my office outside today. The sound of the scampering squirrels over last years fallen leaves along with the majestic sound of the wind chimes as the wind blows through the trees. The birds calling. Peepers croaking. The songs of Spring are reborn. The balancing of the Yin and the Yang, the solitude of The Gardens is reborn. Over the next five years the garden will be the setting for the inwardly mobile journey to a dream that has been waiting for the right time to be born. As I look out from my garden office to the woods and down towards The Shed, I can see the promise of the dream and the beginning of a new journey.
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