Originally Posted by Brynn (Post 427681)

I love the little flagstone path that goes from my back yard gate, under a mock orange bush near a stone fountain, past an arbor of clematis, some lilac trees, and under the grape arbor. If I continue, I go past a garden swing and around in back of the garage where we have the hammock set up next to the neighbor's bamboo fence. I lie there and watch hummingbirds make trips back and forth. But if I pause under the grapes and stand on a certain stone, there's a stepping stone that says "you are here" right in front of it. My mother-in-law gave it to me before she died. I stand in front of that, look through a window pane that's hanging on the arbor, and see the tiny garden beyond. I like to think of her there.

Originally Posted by Hyakujo's Fox (Post 428515)

sunset, only because I'm around for it.