Each spring when the garden emerges and fills my windows with its brilliance I find myself time-traveling to the gardens of places I have visited which continue to hold places in my brain. There were gardens in Italy, France, Canada, and many places in the States where each soil and each climate got to speak through the blooms. In this photoshop collage I've combined 4 photos from a very special garden in the South of France which I was privileged to visit. It was a private garden tended by one woman who filled her land with color and form. She painted with flowers and shrubs, vegetables and trees. When we experience the creative efforts of someone so talented we are walking in their mind's eye. I will hold her garden in my mind's eye forever. What do you hold in yours?