I am dreaming of a snow garden on the north side of my cabin.
It will be evergreen with white summer flowers.
I want a spiritual path to my sunken garden behind the cabin. It will represent the rocky Pacific beach near my hometown in Oregon, including Face Rock.
Starting with a grass representing the coastal grasses that stabilize the sand dunes, like I stabilize the shifting sand of my life… moving to bracken fern and white crocus that grow under the cathedral forests of Oregon… then the pretty Solanaceae and white violets that grow under my trees here in the mountains.
To the right is my stone cabin (shelter). To the left is the forest uphill, representing the mountain dwelling place of Morrigan, goddess of wild things and of my ancestors. There will be natives: bearberry, madrone, and a pretty maple (Acer granditatum) on the hill, with pinyon-juniper forest behind them.
The gravel path flows into the sea of gra vel in the back, and to my sunken garden that separates the cabin from the hill.
This week I planted 6 dozen Crocus Jeanne d’Arc to start the inter garden. It is a lovely white crocus that will bloom in late winter before the snow completely disappears from the ground.
I love dreaming. I love creating my dreams even more.