A small garden, grown by hand on the internet. Nothing to buy, nothing to sign up for. Just walk slowly.
I planted this garden because the internet had become very loud. Everything blinked, and everything wanted something from you.
So I made one quiet place. The grass moves when you move. The poppies close at night. Nothing here will ever pop up, play, or follow you around.
Please look after it. It is the only one I have.
Each specimen was collected on the first morning of the garden and pressed between the pages of this website.