The story begins long time ago. So long ago in fact, nobody really knows how long. Some would go as far as to say it goes back to the very beginning of Time.

It was in the Garden of Eden.

A lush and bountiful place of beauty and peace .

Then, sadly – the story goes – this place was lost. Only remained an enduring longing and a deep rooted but hard to retrieve reminiscence of it shrouded in the mist of time.

Maybe this is the reason why in every culture, at any time in history, gardens have been given special attention to. Places of beauty for senses to delight in, havens of peace for the mind to rest and find insight wherein, gardens have been the go to places for souls in search of traces of what had been lost.

Heaven on Earth: The Scent of Paradise

One story has it that the only reminder humans were allowed to keep of the garden of Eden, was the memory of its scent. As a consolation, maybe, or as a guidance on their way back – or maybe the both.

And so, homesick humans have been planting gardens everywhere. Full of sheltering trees, beautiful flowers and other fragrant plants, alive with the voices of a loving Nature, gardens, in their universal language, softly speak of home.