In My Mother’s Gardens

While my mother is in the hospital, I’ve been helping out at my parents’ house a bit. I thought you and she might enjoy a little peek at her gardens.

Violet in Bricks

Back Steps

I realize I was incredibly lucky to spend part of my childhood in such a beautiful place.


When we moved into this house, this Japanese Maple tree was shorter than I. Now it is my children’s favorite climbing tree.

Japanese Maple

Over the years the backyard habitat has changed from sun to shade, as the trees have grown and matured. This has made it harder to grow vegetables, but ideal for shade plants with their jewel-colored flowers.

Purple Flower


Yellow Flowers

And all the gardens benefit from a backdrop of woods.


Violets and Daffodils

My mother has put a lot of love and care into these gardens. I’m glad my children are able to enjoy them, too.

Henry with a Leaf


About rbpepper

Rebecca is an artist, writer, and photographer with degrees in Theater and Social Work, and is currently a Stay at Home Mom to her three kids. Some part of her house is always a mess, she lets her kids paint on the table and design their own costumes, and she makes excellent allergen-free cookies. She lives with her equally creative husband and children in a part of Virginia known for being "pretty close to Dulles Airport", and dreams of moving to an old farmhouse in New England.
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2 Responses to In My Mother’s Gardens

  1. Tami says:

    These are lovely! What a pretty piece of paradise. Many healing thoughts for your mom!

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