When I moved to a new neighborhood in Oporto, I didn’t know where to park my motorcycle. The local folks told me the safest place to park, especially at night, would be near Diana – the guardian of those streets, someone everyone seemed to admire yet no one would dare to get close to. After a whole year of parking and exchanging brief greetings with Diana, I decided to ask her if she would allow me to do a film portrait of her. She answered she had always sensed that one day we'd be making something important together. And that’s how the green of the garden began.