Cheryl Lennox
Donna was so generous sharing her garden with me. Last year she dug up an ailing maple asking me to nurse it back to health; and to remember her each time I visited my tree... So many of the plants in my garden were gifts from Donna. I knew she had been out playing in her yard, when I left work and found a clay pot filled with goodies waiting by my car. She was my special garden friend.

