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The Enchanted Forest - that's what I call my new home on Sand Mountain, Alabama. I tagged it with the name as soon as we drove the U-Haul onto the property in late June, partly to trick my psyche into loving this new, very different locale that I wasn't sure I really wanted. I knew if I told myself often enough that this place was a treasure, I would eventually believe it. It worked. I love my small piece of the planet, and have accepted (almost) everything about it. I wish I'd started this journal the day we arrived - it's too labor-intensive to retrace all the steps that have brought me to this point, so I will begin here and let each day decide what is worthy of documenting. It's self-indulgent, and will surely vacsillate between celebratory and borderline-depressing - but that's what life is. And I find comfort in that cycle. So here goes . . .

Friday, August 13, 2010

Tranquility

There's one spot in the Wish Garden that never fails to catch me by surprise - it's one of my favorite corners, tucked in a triangle of trees.  It's the home of a vintage little garden cart, found at a bargain price at my favorite local shopping spot, and enclosed by walls of curly vine that I enjoyed constructing a few months back (click on photo at left to see!).  There's just something about this spot that always enchants me.  I linger here longer than in most spots along the path.  And this is the resting place of the baby Jay, whose story was told in a previous post.  For many reasons, this little spot in the garden brings me joy.  I just wanted to share!
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