Ramblings, ideas and memoirs of a joyous adventurer. Absinthe aficionado. Empathetic thinker-feeler. Verbose writer. Avidly authentic. Hydrangea fanatic. Snow leopard lover. Joy huntress. Promising my devotees a honest glimpse into my life as I live with freedom, power and full self-expression in an unfiltered and sometimes distilled way. CHEERS!
“All the year round she kept racks full of plants in pots standing o green painted wooden steps. There were rare geraniums, dwarf rosebushes, spiraeas with misty white and pink plumes…”
Colette (French Author, Woman of Letters, Mime, Actress & Journalist; January 28th, 1873 to August 3rd, 1954)
“Gardening really has no beginning and no end. In particular, pleasures of the sense of smell really know no seasons. …Bottled under glass, blooming at your elbow, the indoor garden has an immediacy that gardens outside cannot match, The aromas impart an intensity that will not be ignored. …Deliciously distilled, delectably varied–that is the essence of paradise.”
Tovah Martin (Author; October 1969)
–Ban Breathnach, Sarah. “Simple Abundance: A Daybook of Comfort and Joy”. Grand Central Publishing. (1976). Kindle Page 227 to 228 of 501.
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