In just over a week, I shall be moving to a new home. A fresh start with new adventures and opportunities. The garden I leave behind, created out of squalor, truly a legacy of what can be accomplished when your heart tells you so.
|An autumn view. Gazing out the living room window, I marvel at the trees, at the leaves, emblazoned in colourful splendour.|
|Autumn and the remnants of summer, blend together in the harmony of change|
|Penny, beloved Jack Russell dog, watches over proceedings. Leaves fly about the garden in resplendent whirlpools that whoosh from spot to spot.|
|The winter. Layers of snow draped upon the trees. Noises are muffled as the snow gently drifts and crunches underfoot.|
Mr. Snowman smiles.
|The wee folks rejoice as glowing orbs of snow gently float around them.|
|Penny the snowplough.|
Snow and ice-encrusted wind chimes. Nature's music in the midst of winter.
|Spring arrives. Even the wee folks want to help hang up the laundry.|
The dawn of misty spring morn.
|The wee folks getting ready to rake up the excess autumn leaves and mow the spring lawn|
|A sunny July morning.|
|A curious fox strolls across the garden.|
|A late summer's eve as the magical lights doth glow.|
|Night has descended.|
|Summer lights on the patio.|
|In amongst the night time flowers, behold Fidelina, the beautiful fairy princess, her husband, Geoffrey the garden gnome and their adorable son, Einahalk.|
|With the radiance of a magical lamp, the wee folks gather round to sings songs of peace, of love.|
|A summer's afternoon. Penny protects the wee folks.|
All is good in Penny's world.
|The summer moon. Like a droplet of light from the leaves.|
|Looking towards the west. I stare out into the heavens. A sense of serenity.|