This last weekend when my sister was here visiting, I also took some pictures of my mom's garden. I explained to you in the previous post about her house; her garden is the same way. There are so many interesting plants and garden art, you have to walk slowly just so that you can admire every detail.
I will never forget helping my mom with the garden a few years ago. The phone rang and my mom went in the house to answer it, so I started pulling some "weeds." She came out of the house after getting off the phone, and in seeing what I was doing started to laugh with a panic-striken voice and said, "Angela, honey those are not weeds! You are pulling out my _____" (some unique flower she had ordered, I don't know the name of them). We replanted them very carefully. The next time I had gone over for a visit, she showed me what I had pulled out... they were indeed beautiful flowers!
That was the last time I helped pulling the "weeds."
If you are very still, you might get a faeire sighting!