Hidden behind the well kept gardens, at the end of a small pathway overgrown with weed, there lies a secret garden. A garden that is forgotten, where blossom blooms all year long and where birds find refuge from a chaotic world.

Almost impossible to reach, prohibited to be entered and forgotten by mankind; trees, bushes and weeds rule in this secluded miniature world.

The only sounds are the chittering of the birds and the humming of the bees, woven as a blanket of soft and soothing sound by the wind that whispers you must never reveal the existence of this forgotten garden.

Come with me and catch a glimpse through a hole in the fence, of blossom free and careless at play with twines and resting at a wild lawn.

Never tell anyone you know about the forgotten garden.....