Garden Buddha has been sitting sentinel in my garden for 6 years now.
Sitting in the middle of a dying fall garden or nearly hidden by summer blooms; covered in winter snow or surrounded by spring crocus . . . my Buddha is a constant in the garden. I love looking out my kitchen window and seeing the sun shining on my Buddha. He brings a peaceful presence to my garden every day.
But. All things must pass.
We've decided to re-locate the path that leads through this garden bed. Which means . . . Buddha needs a new home.
Yesterday was his moving day.
Tom prepared the ground in his new location, loaded him up in the wagon, and settled him into his new space.
(You can see that Garden Buddha got an upgrade: waterfront property!)
I think this will be a perfect location for him. He'll appreciate the calming water and the shade of the larch tree. And, while I'll miss seeing him out my kitchen window, now I'll be able to keep my eye on him from the living room.
In honor of Garden Buddha's move, Tom has written a poem. (Haiku, of course!)
Garden eminent domain
He remains sanguine