Bursting with vibrant colours, a magical garden full with flowers, birds, and insects flying to and fro.
Late Spring
A Small Allotment
Season After Season
Community
Effervescence
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I live, not by the care and skill of a gardener's hand, but through the gifts of air, rain, soil, and sun. I live in peace. This, above all, is the source of my prosperity. I spend my days and effort not against, but with. This is the sharing of my good fortune. My happiness: to be alive; to share this scent of flowered wall, full, with beauty, strength, with life, with love, with you, with me.