From a young age she watched her father attempt to steer the wild inclinations of the flowers and plants in his garden. Over the years the patch of dirt grew into a lush garden, sometimes uninvited inhabitants came in besides the carefully picked new seeds. But under the watchful eye of the gardener, every new entry into the garden was guided to the right place for it to grow and blossom.
As the gardener passed, the garden grew wild, the energy of life invigorated in an attempt to replace that has been lost. She stands there overwhelmed, among all the chaos her father has sown. The question on her mind: “How will I be able to do this on my own?”
The garden answers: “You don’t have to do it alone”
In memory of Corné van Delft Faber (1966 - 2022). A friend and a mentor.
