This is the second Mother’s Day without mom, the first without both parents.


The summer my mom died, I brought some of her hostas home with me for our garden, and I started planning, building, and planting her memorial garden.
It is now a memorial for both of them. It is also fairly well established, plant-wise. Now, I need to finish the bench.




The pergola I built two summers ago is fully covered with Virginia creeper and the provided shade is delightful.

Everything in my parents’ space is filling in beautifully.




Happy Mother’s Day, Mom. You are missed. ❤️
You too, Dad. ❤️