I'd like to thank Pamela from Something Wagging This Way Comes for directing us to the lovely memorial garden post over at 24 Paws of Love. It prompted me to share the story of ours. Folks who have dropped by So grows the gardener... have already heard this story but... (Did I say that out loud? Oops. Dear Jan, please don't divorce me.)
The year I lost my Beau, I was already building a new garden so it was an easy decision to turn it into a memorial garden. It was in an area that my dad once told me was his favorite place to sit in the garden. And now that he has left us also, I like to imagine them sitting there together under the Hemlocks and amongst the Hostas and ferns.