A storeroom of recycled paper beads at Gahaya Links, Kigali, Rwanda.
. . . And her voice is a string of colored beads,
Or steps leading into the sea. . . .
- Edna St. Vincent Millay, “Witch-Wife”
Thinking about life in gardens. . .
No day is right for the apocalypse.
-- William Matthews, from "The Waste Carpet"
A green delight the wounded mind endears/ After the hustling world is broken off.
-- John Clare, from "Solitude"
Methinks my own soul must be a bright invisible green.
-- Henry David Thoreau
A garden is a lovesome thing, God wot!
-- Thomas Edward Brown, from "My Garden"
The walled garden, an old dying princess/From a lost country, had grown very strange. . . .
-- May Sarton, from "The Walled Garden at Clondalkin"
I have a certificate in Landscape Design from George Washington University. I’m also a State Department Foreign Service spouse and have lived and made gardens in five countries in Africa and in the Washington, D.C., area. I currently live in Kigali, Rwanda.
Contact me: firstname.lastname@example.org
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Wars are fought.
Dirt is a wide unruly room.
-- Sarah C. Harwell, from "Talking Back to the Mad World"