The magic of gardens

I have a friend who lost her house in a fire almost two months ago.  Everything was lost, and the house is currently being "gutted" and rebuilt.  She thought she'd never return, as she lost so much, including dear animal companions.

What has endured, though, is her garden.  The daffodils are flowering, the self-sowing poppies will be back, and spring is there.

How renewing a story is that? 

Her garden is pulling her back to new beginnings, and thinking that she can live there again.

That's garden magic.