Dreams really do come true



It is a strange feeling to realize that something that existed only in your head, as a big, improbable "what if," now exists in tangible, visible form. To actually walk into a space that you only imagined is a bit like walking into your own brain. 

And the fact that plants are growing, as I hoped they would, in spite of weeks without rain, possible jumping worms, and slugs, adds to the enchanted nature of it all.











 

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