During my regular flights of fancy, I imagine myself having a garden big enough to refer to as The Grounds. I’ll probably invite my female companions to “take a turn about The Grounds”, like a Jane Austen character might.
I’d like unusual lighting and seating, juxtaposed with a very traditional log pile, and a little hideaway just for me, for when I need to decompress. I saw a nice quotation somewhere, maybe on Pinterest, that was something along the lines of “If you have a garden and library, you have everything you need”. Dreamz.
Born to be wild,