moondoggie
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A couple of weeks ago, I was talking with a friend about our gardens. I thought it would be nice to see a thread that let us have our own garden. A place where anyone can come, relax, chase the blues away...or for a secret rendevous with that special someone. With spring going at full bore, I figured I give it a try.
Lit's Garden is limitless. It strecthes as far as the eye can see. A large grove of Blue Spruces outline the main opening. The cool shadows welcome you to enter. As you walk down the needle mulch path, your steps release the smell of the spruces. You walk out into a waist high wheat field. The path ends. Straight ahead on the horizon are towering moutains. To your left the spruces mingle to become a forest of mixed trees. On your right, is a stream and on the opposite bank a field of wild flowers. You notice that as you walk through the wheat; it brushes aside of you and fills in behind you. No one knows where you been or where you are going. So continue and seek out the riches of Lit's Garden.....
Lit's Garden is limitless. It strecthes as far as the eye can see. A large grove of Blue Spruces outline the main opening. The cool shadows welcome you to enter. As you walk down the needle mulch path, your steps release the smell of the spruces. You walk out into a waist high wheat field. The path ends. Straight ahead on the horizon are towering moutains. To your left the spruces mingle to become a forest of mixed trees. On your right, is a stream and on the opposite bank a field of wild flowers. You notice that as you walk through the wheat; it brushes aside of you and fills in behind you. No one knows where you been or where you are going. So continue and seek out the riches of Lit's Garden.....