CCT wrote of gardens...
My mother died when I was a little more than 3, so we never reached the time of mom-and-daughter chats. But some things she shared with my father, he later shared with me. This is one of those things. She kept, she told him, an inner garden, where she tended the plants and flowers and was at home with herself. She didn't mind if someone looked over the fence, but she only invited friends in through the gate. Only particular friends were welcomed to the inner paths, into the heart of the garden.... Sign in to see full entry.