Something about the wind – Something about the Heart: Conversations with a wise Gardener
I was standing in the garden watching the flowers dance in the wind and the wind bringing an occasional brief …
I was standing in the garden watching the flowers dance in the wind and the wind bringing an occasional brief …
I photograph flowers. Ordinary flowers. Tulip and Iris in the spring, Columbines in summer and Dahlia’s, Gladiolas and Sunflowers in …
It was shortly after the devastating earthquakes had leveled dozens of villages in Nepal when I returned to my favorite …
With great joy and no clue what to expect I made my annual pilgrimage to Iris Bob’s place in Denver. …
The garden was quiet. The flowers still – motionless. Stately and magnificent. I sat down on a bench beneath a …