Nana's Garden

I worked on an ugly part of our front yard this weekend. I'm guessing at some point someone sprinkled a bunch of "wildflower" seeds in this small planter along the walkway. I have nothing against wildflowers, but in this case they looked messy and should have been put in a more "wild" location. So I ripped them out (I'm sure I'll be picking them out for years to come...) and replaced them with some succulents that were salvaged from 11 Dartmouth. Most of the succulents in our yard came from 11 Dartmouth, which if I'm not mistaken, came at some point from 4 Stratford, Nana's garden. I was thinking about Nana quite a bit while doing this work, about her pretty garden and courtyard, the green house and compost, and the endearing way she would smash snails in the yard with her foot. I can't bring myself to do that, so I throw them in the street.

Nana passed away 12 years ago on August 7. I was very much in my own world and even though I appreciated her as a youngster, I sure would have loved to have her around in my adult life. I would have loved for Chris to know her, too. I don't believe she can see my yard now but I do believe people can live on by the influences they leave behind. I think we all still miss her.