My Auntie was very proud of her home. At one time, it was truly a show piece, inside and out. I recall the yard being particularly spectacular with splashes of color and crispness.
Now, with the hoarding woes that have swirled through our minds for the last several years, we become consumed with the messes before us…the layer upon layer of stuff that hide remnants of style…remnants of pride.
Yesterday, my wife felt inspired to take photographs of barely visible signs of what was long ago (30 some years). Here is a compilation of scenes from the back yard……….