It runs right behind my sister’s place.
In Punta Gorda.
The Peace River.
I am missing a brutal snowstorm in Boston.
My friends are getting up to a foot.
I hope there will be some left.
When I get back on Monday.
Just down the road from Linda’s place is a gorgeous botanical garden.
It is hosting sculptures from Zimbabwe.
The combination of landscape, flowers and carved stone makes for a wonderful setting.
The river itself flows behind the gardens, and provides an excellent backdrop.
It is a peaceful river.
And if it’s one thing the world could use, it’s a River of Peace.