In the medieval era gardens were designed to suffice for the loss of Eden. The garden I’ve grown into, in my middle ages, seems more like a kind of Purgatory, but I love it. It’s a ratty little garden, not much at all. But I can call it mine.
In the medieval era gardens were designed to suffice for the loss of Eden. The garden I’ve grown into, in my middle ages, seems more like a kind of Purgatory, but I love it. It’s a ratty little garden, not much at all. But I can call it mine.