Her grief was deep, but not silent. She moved through the garden, each step heavy, each breath a mix of sorrow…

This uncommon iris. It’s beautiful. Unique. Stands out in a group of irises that all look the same. It was transformed from the inside out. It tells a story about grace.

“Hope, like the daffodils, is always ready to return. You just have to believe it will.” I whispered the words in the silence,…

The Story of Flowers. The stories that flowers tell in gardens are timeless and poetic, each bloom holding a narrative of its own.

Life from Daisy Mae’s Point of View “I’ve been standing in the hallway, waiting for her to invite me in. Been here for at least 30 seconds. Too long…