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Joyce’s Garden (part 2)

Closer up in Joyce’s mountain-side garden. Still-lives from a place not at all still, from the hum and fizz and whir of the smaller things. Even the colors seem to make their own sounds. One gift that Joyce’s garden has given me was this: that one early evening, a few years ago, I went outside to […]

Joyce’s Garden, (part 1)

In May, I wrote a little piece about my friend Joyce’s house. A few days ago, she sent me photographs of her garden. And, of course, I had to share them. Joyce’s home has always been more than a house, it’s the focal point of her many talents and a gracefully composed poem about what she […]