My dream garden is exactly half a mile away from our home.
Our running route passes the garden at the beginning of the run, when our legs are fresh and eager to go. It also stands as a nice landmark for our return home, a gentle reminder of “only half a mile to go”.
I have my first glimpse of “The Garden” on the left side of a narrow shortcut. During Spring and Summer lots of flowers hang halfway through the path.
Over the years I’ve developed a craving to see it, no matter the season, it is always beautiful to me. Sometimes I do not feel that much like running, but the thought of “The Garden” makes me go for it.
Its beauty is in the many small details…
Bewitching Kitchen 