A rather bizarre day; part equatorial monsoon, part temperate autumn chill, with just a smidgen of summertime shine. My waterproofs didn’t know if they were coming or going. Goodness knows what the plants were thinking?
"This world is but a canvas to our imagination"
Organic gardening in the Rogue River Valley
Travels of : ँ : a Yogin
Garden writing lifts me up.
Adventurer. Hiker. Advocate.