I'm loving the path to the garden at the moment.
You transition off our drive under the Tagasaste (which is full of Bees, Bellbirds and Kereru), past the Grapefruit, over the drain and you feel there before you even open the gate.
The narrowing of the path (off the drive), preview of destination and sense of slowing down or arriving always invites me whether I am driving past, going to work or passing through to gather food for a meal.
