Entering a world of dreams and fantasy  from the far right, after   having had a romantic dinner by candlelight at at one of the quaint little restaurants, follow the cobble stone walkway or  enter the park from the lower right center. Either way we smell the sweet odors and see all the beautiful hues of the rainbow in the flowers and trees.  We can continue over a lighted bridge, stopping to feel the cool breezes blowing. We notice the white doves cuddling on the bridge.  These two lovebirds represent my best friend and her Internet love interest that I introduced to her.  They had just announced their love for each other the day before I received this commission.  Their romance were the first inspiration for this mural.   Continuing on up the path, to the left, that leads to a gate to the Secret Garden.   The gate has the initials to my second inspiration, my husband, Danny, who has been by my side since 1962.  As we backtrack to just before the bridge, we can hear the songs of the  birds hiding in the trees and see the butterflies gathering nectar from the flowers.    Looking out to the front of the bridge we can see the waters cascading over the rocks in this babbling brook.  Can you find the frogs there?  The frogs, birds and butterflies represent the employees of the restaurant that encouraged me as I worked.  Before the bridge we take the path along the creek where we can enjoy the sounds of the rippling waters over the little waterfalls, to a crossing over the creek and back the other side.  We notice the majestic old live oak tree that represents the strength of family.  The heart on the tree is empty but we are sure all the true lovers of the world will see, in their hearts, their own initials there.  The swing for two, in the tree, is for budding romances that will grow into a strong life long love.  Back on the path we approach the white gazebo, which is the focal point of the painting.  We have to stop for a while to relax and enjoy the white swans in the water.  These swans represent our children and their families, the light of our life.  We will end our tour here as the whole scene is bathed in the light left by the sun's last rays at dusk.