“In search of my Mother’s garden, I found my own.” – Alice Walker
“The things we truly love stay with us always, locked in our hearts as long as life remains.”- Josephine Baker
Home sweet home…..the Mountains of Western North Carolina. A new view from my porch.
My friends, come stay awhile. The garden beckons…
An assortment of heirloom treasures…quilt made by the loving hands of my Mother and one of her favorite chairs. There is a garden in every childhood….an enchanted place!
My old galvanized watering can holds these perfect antique hydrangeas. Love this!
This little angel gives me such joy. I have had to re-antique him several times.
I love weathered objects….
“If you love something , it will work, that’s the only real rule.” – Bunny Williams
An idyllic afternoon….
Our sanctuary….The trees offer a shady canopy. This old glider belonged to Mother. Bob and I painted it. The vintage design adds rustic charm to the sanctuary.
The dance of the flowers…..stresses of the world go away and I savor the splendor of the moment.
The hummingbirds love the salvia (also known as “hot lips”).
The sound of my granddaughter’s laughter floating up from the garden, butterflies fluttering, hummingbirds humming, a bird symphony, and the waltz of the flowers offer hushed serenity to my soul.
Two of these..I am hopeful the sweet potato vine will grow quickly and make a nice show soon.
I have a lot of mismatched garden accents but sometimes the associations are filled with unexpected joy.
“There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place…..My Mother created that garden for me.
In search of my Mother’s garden, I found my own.” – Alice Walker
Thank you friends for staying awhile and visiting my garden. Dianne