19/02/2024
For a long time I dreamed of what our future farm would look like, where it would be, the sunsets it would have. Then when we were trying to buy this house & were shuttling back and forth every night from the campground in South Carolina to fix what we could to pass our appraisals, I would stand at the top of this sloped area, surrounded by grass nearly as tall as myself, and dream what my garden would look like here. The same happened as we mowed that grass down & started to map out beds. I always returned to that spot at the top of the garden & just…imagined how beautiful it would be.
And here it is. This messy, beautiful, work in progress that I could just stare at every evening til the moon comes up. I’m finding it harder these days to pick a favorite spot and view. They’re all my favorite!
Note to self: put seating in the garden asap🌅