I spent the afternoon wandering around my parents garden the other day. This is the home where I grew up. This is the home where all my childhood memories were created.
Among the gardens lay little treasures nestled within the rockery, peeking
out of a pot or hanging from a tree... everywhere you look there is something beautiful to see.
I discovered treasures in that garden, the kind that I can not see
Treasures that are dear to my heart, the memories,
cherished inside of me.
-KC-
Great collage of your parents garden. Lovely macro shots of the flowers. I like how you frame your photos.
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