Installation Art
07.16.2009 Nestled in a corner half way up a gentle hill lies
a secret garden hidden behind a weathered, slatted wooden fence.
Flashing fuschia ,millers dust, deep royal purple lobelia and giant Iris still in bud radiate
contentedly side by side , leaf to leaf-blossom to blossom , bud to bud
A wall of blue cobbles hand picked along the front beach for their elongated shapeand toy-train size
form a circle of protection and division from the other gardens.
Today the sun warms the rich soil , coaxing the blossoms to open,allowing a flirting Monarch butterfly to
crazily plant kisses deep within their centers.
The sweet breeze, bored with bouncing the anchored boats in the harbornow runs up the hill, into the
garden, forcing the flowers to shake their heads and start dancing.
Great love assembled blue rocks and planted flowers:A Greater love for a lost child gave it life
written by my amazing friend JG last week…
and this was last summer…
