A Path

Looking into the street, below.  Without my garden 5-6 homes would be visible, 2 streets + stop sign.

Looking into the path, above, from the street, below.

Yesterday, someone said about my garden , "You cannot walk in it."

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Perhaps this day you aren't meant to walk in my garden.  Its narrative stepping from metaphor caressing the spirit.

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Going within, and to my garden, to do Jung's universal, "Our lives are about getting our outside to match our inside."

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How can you not see, my garden lets me fly to realms not meant to be walked.

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Garden & Be Well, XO Tara

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Pics shot in my garden yesterday.