Saturday, December 12, 2009
What dreams are made of
Our garden in all her glory,
10 years ago, Our dream was to turn this bare paddock into our garden of eden, and like every gardener, it's still not there yet. But as I look around and see the tall manor gums soaring to the sky, Joey building makeshift cubbies in the hedges, Jim catching frogs and lizards, the orchard bursting with fruit and baby blue wrens in the lavender.
I realise how lucky we really are, to see with my very own eyes, what I had dreamed for, for my children.