Garden at the Edge of Beyond

Oma bought me this book several years ago and I just LOVE the word pictures. It has become a favorite book that I re-read a few times every year, and Oma’s garden sometimes makes me remember the book even more.

Such flowers they were! – larger and fuller than any on earth, as if they themselves were the reality and those I had formerly loved were but their shadows. Not a petal or leaf showed speck of brown or wilt. Every inch of every plant was radiantly alive, as if they would continue to grow larger and more abundant of life the more one drank in their beauty. Decay did not appear among the characteristics of this place.

This strange land possessed a vague familiarity, as of a homeland infinitely distant in forgotten childhood, now suddenly remembered as the place one was always meant to live.

– Garden at the Edge of Beyond by Michael Phillips

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