Spent most of today at a client’s property that hasn’t been touched in over a decade. The kind of place where you can feel the land holding its breath. I’m not just designing a garden here—I’m translating what’s already asking to grow. There’s a particular satisfaction in uncovering the bones of a place before you ever draw a line.

Also found a patch of wild mint growing near a broken-down stone wall. Took a sprig home. Sometimes the best things are already there, just waiting for someone to notice.