I plant, develop, refine and evolve my thoughts by writing, editing, connecting, and cross-pollinating bright ideas in this mind garden.
Feel free to wander unsupervised through the forking paths (à la Borges).
Non finito caveat: the garden has wilder parts and milder parts; ideas may decay as well as grow; and — the universal adage — age is never an indication of maturity.
A final warning: the garden may cause or require additional thought. If you don’t like thinking, then my garden is not for you.