I am thankful for our garden path, which not only keeps our feet dry but also leads us to our most valued garden stops. Walking down this path each day fills me with gratitude, as it leads me to my greenhouse, where I nurture a variety of plants. I often pause to appreciate the view even the rustic earth tones and shades of gray during winter.

Escape from Stress: a short garden story
I remember one day I heard a rustle in the leaves and stopped for a moment as a chipmunk fled. A pecan fell and loudly hit the roof of my potting shed which made me jump. I smiled as I realized it wasn’t anything to worry about. My little dog raced by barking as I chuckled seeing that the chipmunk had definitely escaped capture. I decided I too would escape into my garden and enjoy the passage of time free from stress!






