Dear Marietta,
Such a poignant and touching piece of lyrical prose which sings like a lied from Schubert's WINTERREISE--he is my favourite composer as he was humble, generous in spirit, full of joie de vivre despite his poverty and illness, had a good heart and overcame his suffering from the effusion of his music...
Relationship is a garden.......    that part is magnificent!

There's a book I read many years ago titled **Philosophy in the Garden? The word itself evokes warm feelings, tenderness, sunshine, calm and restfulness-a perfect place for contemplation and drawing inspiration. Reading in a garden is an endless delight in spring and autumn though I don't do much in this regard.

We keeps a small garden but it is beautiful with several varieties of flowers, some plants and some fruit trees--birds often come by to steal the ripening fruits.My study is to the right of the garden and it's very relaxing to look through the window to see what it offers at each moment. As I write now, there's a white and blue sky in the near horizon---birds are often seen drifting through the air. Spring ends in Australia at the end of this month.

Thanks for sharing your lovely story and I look forward to reading your future postings.  (She dedicated a garden to her grandmother who passed away).

It's 9.45 am in Melb, Sunday.   Writing to her made my day!