A Small Patch of Heaven

This small space in front of our house used to be barren and filled with dried leaves and weeds. Early this year, I started to plant anything that my friends/friendly strangers gave me and cuttings/flower seeds Julia and I pick up in our walks. It's astonishing how they have all grown and blossomed throughout the summer. This small patch now gives me a lot of joy when I come home everyday. It is like a collection of living remembrances. Almost each one has a story of its own. It's a patch of good memories.