“Oh, look,” whispered the sweetest of voices on the slightest of breezes each night when I stepped outside. “We have created enchantment here.”
I thought I was alone, but the powdery scent of perfume had me thinking otherwise. The voice was quite feminine, I imagined, and absolutely southern — dripping with refined charm and long, slow vowels.
Finding Peace & Harmony On Common Ground
I’ve noticed that many bloggers post a “Wordless Wednesday” each week. Try as I might to follow the rules of widweek alliteration, I cannot not use words.
A few posts ago, I wrote about a community garden, The Common Ground, in Sayville, NY, because it is home to a labyrinth garden and truly represents what a community garden can and should be.
Recently, I had the pleasure of returning to The Common Ground, this time to see another, more musical side of a community garden. Our friend plays saxophone with the Atlantic Wind Symphony, the oldest fully professional concert band on Long Island. This photo is the view from my lawn chair. It was a beautiful night, much needed after an earthquake and a hurricane. The band entertained the crowd with marches, standards, show tunes, and popular music. For me, the highpoint was a military set, with a song from each of the branches. Before the set began, the conductor asked veterans from each of the branches to stand up when their particular song began. To see these men and women, of all ages, stand for their branch and be recognized was quite emotional.
And that is the beauty of a community garden — the simple idea of feeling connected not only to the land but to people, to a commuity.