There’s something about a garden that always draws me back to Eden, that amazing place where God intended his kids to dwell. That place where every need was provided and Adam and Eve freely walked and talked with God in the cool of the day. Perhaps it is a longing for Eden, or perhaps something more, I am growing to love the garden, the growing of things good to eat, beautiful to see and delightful to smell and to share it all. And now that this garden is no longer just a dream, I’ve found little time to write. But I’m beginning again to take a few minutes to play with another love- that of words.