a post for my mother
Today is my mother's 100th birthday.
My mother never understood my garden, thought it was weird, dirty and untidy. Couldn't understand why I kept pulling things out and moving things around. One day we sat down and I explained it to her. It's about creating garden pictures, I said. She got it. Since then she's appreciated and loved it.
Lately she's not been so active, and hasn't been to visit for a while. Last time she visited she sat at the computer and looked at a slide show of my garden and nature photos.