....and on this walled garden! He's actually quite high up....a case of holding my motherly tongue and trusting in his instincts and innate sense of balance and self preservation! We went to the walled garden during every free moment we had during our visit...tranquil and calming.
This morning I woke up....looking up the hill at the site of our future garden...and started dreaming of stone walls....and blooms and birds and fountains....lucky for me, my brother is a (very talented!) master stone mason....maybe I can convince him to come for a (working) visit!
It's just so easy to feel special in such a special place. Maybe because it takes such intention just to build such a monument to peacefulness.....
It may remain a dream...but it's a nice one!