Ramana’s Garden Newsletter 2012

The forest is shrouded in mist as our net phantom princess stands guard over the orchard. A cool breeze is starting to blow down from the snowy peaks turning the pumpkins in the fields orange and the sun kissed apples red on the trees. School bells ring again in the valley. The children’s laughter still echoes in the now empty meadow where so many games were played… battles won and kingdoms lost…