Backyard in Ghettoville. These days it is hot, humid, rainy and all around sub-tropical damp. I'm covered in sweat and am impressed by the green and flowers. This garden is my at home backyard memorial to my folks as their cemetery is too far away to visit regularly to maintain with these gas prices. They would approve of my thrify solution for theirsake. Mostly I am trying to adjust to the permanency of their departure and trying to stave off feelings of loneliness and despair - with these flowers that is easy but winter will be more challenging.