Here they come, the woodland plants. Its the one garden that remains in my yard–Mary’s Garden.
Because of arthritis, the rest of the flower beds were torn down since I couldn’t keep up with the maintenance.
I loved the exaggeration of spring, the sultry textures of late summer, the riotous autumn. But now…well its the time for a smaller, more mindful garden. 
Do you have a lot of flowers? How about I come and visit your gardens?
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