Come rest in the garden, for a minute. Let me cast my spell, paint my word picture. Ill tell hou about the birds I see. The fish in the pond. Muse philosophical about all this. I don’t expect you to listen, per se. I just am so glad you wanted to spend this time together . These quiet moments where we can craft how we feel. So, breathe deep, and listen. Lots of bird songs, wind chimes, and other magic garden sounds.

Rest in my Shade

— Kettle 🫖 😘