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Some of this site's content comes from a previous blog of mine called Old Water Gardens. The name of that site comes from the Creek Indian word "Wedowee", which is the type of soil on our property. "Wedowee" means "old water".
On some pages, large images have been used to provide detail that require images able to offer clarity, but the large file sizes may impact page load times negatively. If you right-click on the images and open in a new window, you'll see the larger image.
You may find the occasional broken link - but if it's a choice between being out in the garden or fixing this site, the garden will win. If you do come across a broken link - especially since some of the content on this site has been around for more than ten years and some reorganising of the site has taken place, please email me and I'll get it fixed. Similarly, if you come across a gallery that isn't loading, email me the page link and I'll get it fixed.
Thanks, and I hope you enjoy the site.
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This site started as a place to write about what my late wife Cynthia and I were doing to the property we have been stewards of. In 2014, Cynthia died of metastatic breast cancer and I was left to carry forward the legacy we started together. The deep emotional impact of losing my love, my friend, and the master gardener on our property has led me to begin writing more than just an account of progress and projects. So in between stories about digging and planting and renovating are accounts of loss, thoughts about life in the 21st Century, and possibly even some wisdom.
For as long as I knew Cynthia, she was living with cancer. It taught her to keep planting, to sow seeds for the future. She never knew when the cancer would return, as it did, again and again. She always wanted to see the harvest of life. In 2014, she didn't. I'm not the gardener she was and I'm sure that a lot more of the seeds I plant won't grow as well or even at all. I just don't have her green thumb, her connectness to the soil. Still, what is life if we do not sow?
One day, if I'm fortunate, this property will look a little like we had hopes for and will also bear the imprint of my vision, the one she called me to fashion after she went. I know she will be here always, enjoying the shade, enjoying the life, enjoying the rebirth, the seasons, the changing light. I hope you enjoy this place that has become my home, and which will be always a place of light and hope. Should you find pages where there is filler text, these are parts of the site under construction. Think of it like planting - it'll all turn out OK at the harvest.
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