'It was a warm balmy evening in mid summer. I felt relaxed. The day was almost
done as I crossed over the little stone bridge into the Japanese Garden, intent on
a quiet stroll before supper. The day would soon be sent to bed, and what more
fitting place for the quiet magic of a sunset evening than the serenity of the Japanese
The birds were softly chirping their final melodies of the day as I turned left through
the woodland and began to slowly wend my way towards the bridge across the pond,
passing as I did so the scent of the varied herbs in the planting beside me............................'