At first, when we moved here, all I saw was the size of our yard… kinda small… now I feel like I keep finding little treasures. The side gate with the steps up to it is so adorable. It leads to my treasured alley garden. Our neighborhood has a habit of turning all the bits of grass in the alley into garden and my yard is no exception. There are perennials down the one alley side. I love this garden… perhaps the best… It is a bit wild and I refuse to tame it. This garden is in a spot meant to be forgotten. An alley is usual an ugly place… but someone took the time to spreed some seeds and plant some bulbs and allowed beauty to grow.I have always been a girl who loves the outdoors and never felt I had the opportunities in past yards… My hands love to dig deep into the dirt, petting my flowers and encouraging them to grow with water… ironically I found a bit of earth just right for that need in the big city. Me! A farm girl! Becoming content where Christ has lead her! In the CITY!
The hymn ‘For the Beauty of the Earth’ comes to mind! I will have to look it up and see if I remember the tune:)
TTFN
Just having a space of one’s own its the beginning of great times gardening. You can always find something new growing and to fuss over. If you don’t want those little trees out back I will take them home. Love you MOM
Oh I want them! You can have one though:) I plan to move them to our bushy front yard later this week!
Your house and yard look ADORABLE Becks. So delighted for you!!!