By Joy Jangles
A garden of Eden lies within the city, nestled in a cozy, quiet nook on W. Lovers Lane. Outside hangs a ceramic sign adorned with beautiful flowers with “Eden” written in a bright sunny yellow. Yet with the brutal heat we’ve been having, somehow the flowers still bloomed strong, the grass a plushy green and upon entering you feel as if you’ve just returned home. And how truly wonderful it felt to be back. Continue reading
