One of my favorite things about our trip was discovering all the walled gardens. Most old homes had walled gardens and there was something fascinating and mysterious about them. I could see the trees growing up over the wall, maybe even some vines, but if the door was close (as it was in this picture) I had to imagine what it must be like inside.
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Pepper Basham writes Blue Ridge romances sprinkled with grace and humor. She is a regular contributor of Christian Fiction Online Magazine and blogger at The Writer's Alley. A mom of five, speech-language pathologist, crazy-hat wearer, and lover of chocolate, you can find her chatting about life or giving book reviews on her personal blog, Words Seasoned with Salt. Pepper is represented by the classy and prolific Rachel McMillan of the William K Jensen Literary Agency
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