My real office is your garden. When you hire me it's to turn your hopes & dreams of a garden into plants-hardscape-house, a Vanishing Threshold, that ephemeral bonding of joy letting you hold onto faith, expand your spirit & gather grace.
This zone, designing gardens, is intoxicating, Joseph Campbell speaks of it as experiencing eternity here & now.
My office must let me leave ties of place to become a Mental Traveler.
Letting the Muse of writing, lecturing, powerpoints, & Garden Design 'dance'.
In homage to Bunny Mellon, my basket table. Each client for the day goes into their own basket, a lecture in the evening has its own basket too. Adore multiple basket days.
Long-distance Garden Design is done, above.
Administrative tasks here.
Overlooking the garden, below. Best place to blog, surf, read.
No rugs or art yet. Enjoying the simplicity.
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Garden & Be Well, XO Tara
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Laskett, left above, devoted to me no friends like him! He pays them zero attention. If there is a loud crash or something 'wrong', daily occurrences, it's Laura, right above.
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Love walking into my office every morning. Decades of joy.
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I adore looking at offices, thought it fair to show mine.