"Virginia Woolf had said writers needed a room of their own, and maybe artists needed them too. Maybe everyone needs a room of one's own where there are no expectations, and no compromises, and you can be the person you know yourself to be."
~from Light of Paris, by Eleanor Brown
When this quote passed my eyes and heart I thought of
the gardenhouse sitting in a corner of our backyard.
This gardenhouse has become that room of our own.
It is used by our son to sit and write.
It is used by myself to take pictures
or to sit over tea with friends.
It is used by the "live-in gardener" husband
to putter, dream, write, and grow bonsai (or may
I say rescued little trees he finds along the way).
It is indeed our room of our own,
but we have to each reserve our own private time there.
It is like a cocoon of peacefulness.
Do you have a room of your own?