One plucky widow, six scrubby acres, and an unlikely group of gardeners, all brought togetherby a long-ago promise.Fifty years is a long time to wait. Posey knows Elliot meant his promise, and oh, how he tried, but time and money didn't grow on the sagebrush blanketing their high-desert land. Neither didlife go exactly the way they planned. Now, Elliot is gone, the sound of his plea ringing in herears ... "Build the garden, my love!"This English garden was supposed to be a gift, a capstone on their wonderful life together ... sowhy is her heart not in it? And how, when Posey is deep in her own loss, does she find herselfhelping everyone else find paths to healing? Her son's unrelenting opposition to this garden is amystery, yet she tries to salvage their bond. Even her landscaping crew comes to her forrelationship advice. Can't they see she's a grieving widow with nothing left to give? Then there's the letter Elliot left with the lawyer. Something tells her that dear man had areason to save his last words until the garden is finished, but why?Armed with nothing but brokenness and determination, Posey sets off on a mission totransform the desert soil-and maybe find a part to play in transforming hearts as well.