Hello Reader, There is a courtyard at Fleur Detroit that left its impression on me. I walked through an open gate. Wrought iron, see-through, but unmistakably a threshold, and entered a different kind of space. A covered porch enclosed one side. Trees rose from the courtyard floor, their canopy sitting just above the roof line, creating a ceiling that made the space feel like a cozy room. I didn't want to leave. Entrance to Fleur DetroitPhoto by: Sue Libertiny I wanted to understand the...