The peace of the garden
The story behind the poem
A few years ago we
bought a house near the river Lot in South West France. It is an old
farmhouse, in a little village on a hill.
The garden slopes down to the west and consists of grass and orchard.
I love wandering in the garden, looking for flowers in the springtime
and picking fruit in the autumn. The peace of the place sinks into my
However, the ethics of the venture trouble me.
by Sylvia Neumann
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