The Osprey flew over Lynn's new garden. In that half hour, half light twilight time, when you can stare directly into the sun, the bird could see the magic of Lynn's circle. Like the sun, perfectly round and set where it's supposed to set.

 The Star Garden is twenty-eight feet in diameter. At attention, twenty-eight posts of cedar mark the time around a lunar clock. Honeysuckle, Wisteria and Morning Glory vines climb the fencing stretched between.

 Lines perfectly drawn between the North Post and South Post, the East Post and West Post, intersect exactly in a five sided extrusion of Basalt. The stone monument centers the herb garden singing Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme.

 Like slices of pie, wedges of eighteen inch high, dry-stacked stone walls, form ten garden sections overflowing with squash, pumpkins, cucumbers, lettuce, tomatoes, beans, peas, peppers, radishes, onions, garlic and corn.

 Flagstone walkways link the center and the ten raised beds, jogging between Yin and Yang, in and out, right and left, each connecting to the circle within and the circle without. Sacred geometries, Grandfather and Grandmother stones and crystals, Humming Birds and Honey Bees, a spiritual orchestra, raises the numerical vibration by octaves.

 We think things are going to grow bigger and better and juicier and more colorful in Lynn's Star Garden.

 And it all started out as an idea, a thing pictured in her mind, a dream really, a thing of spirit and thought and passion.

 Ah! There's the secret ingredient to a beautiful garden. Passion!

 Passion is Desire times Commitment.

 Lynn's Star Garden wouldn't exist if she had stopped at a great idea. Her garden wouldn't be turning green if she hadn't taught herself 3-D CAD in just a few hours with the help of her son Brandon! She wouldn't be looking forward to harvesting her own food if she hadn't learned how to drive a tractor, lay-out complicated geometries, speak Spanish, lug stones, pitch soil and loam and mulch. Nor would Lynn know what her own garden's delights would taste like if she hadn't conscripted her husband into helping along the way.

 Almost always, we need help from others to realize our dreams. It's a wonderful dance between people and chance and opportunity and will.

 When you hear us say, "Dare to Dream Out Loud", the "Out Loud" message means:

"Say it like it's done. Do it until it's done. The it shall be done."