There are colors in the garden, lots of colors. A deep burnt orange of Turk's Cap Lillies. A fresh purple Clustered Bellflower. A bright yellow Loosestrife. A perky pink Chives.

There are patterns in the garden, lots of patterns. The symmetry of four leaved Water Shamrock. The round brown orbs of sunflowers. The pink pinwheels of Ernest Markham Clematis.

Take some time and look around. Pause, then look some more. What do you see?

Perhaps you see things that amuse you. A whimsicle collection of garden signs and watering cans. An overfilled cart of potted plants. A Sunflower girl hiding behind a leafy plant.

Perhaps you see things that inspire you. A garden path that curves out of view, but becons you to follow. A cluster of crocus that emerge through the snow to announce that spring has arrived.

Perhaps, just perhaps, you'll see magic. A patch of dirt, and seeds, and water, and sun - becomes a garden of flowers.

Here we are, at the end of the path, and the end of our short tour. But the garden will be here when you come to visit again. It is always changing, yet always will be familar. Come again!