A Garden Is Not a Place

“A garden is not a place: it is a passage, a passion.

We don’t know where we’re going;

to pass through is enough;

to pass through is to remain.” ~ Octavio Paz

I am never alone in the garden. When all have left and I have it to myself, I am still surrounded by the memories of all that remain.

13 comments

    • Thank you, Judy. It has climbed all the way up fruitless pomegranate and the mix of orange and purple is stunning…so I let it grow!

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