Walk 2

Find a sanctuary. Find a garden.

A story needs a space to unfold.  A setting.  A landscape.  Ours was a botanical garden which melted into a city.  A merging green oasis nestled against the concrete grey which is the foundation of any town.  It was the soft against the hard.

This garden was a place, a pleasure, a playground and eventually a garden whose voice over the course of many wal…