| A lion head fountain inspired this space. |
| Serene green. Everywhere. |
| Lily pads provide texture on the water. And sentiments of the lake Mama grew up on in South Georgia. |
| Mama uncovered this overgrown pond and gave life to an oasis. |
| Some sculptures are timeless. Here, froggy. |
| Lotus in full bloom. |
| The artist adds strokes of color. |
| Delicacy. |
| Mama's sundial. The globe struck by cupids arrow. |
| The birds and the bees. |
I recently returned to my home of Atlanta, Georgia
and was swept away all over again by
my Mama's garden.
The intricacies. The refuge. The color.
The garden is a journey all its own.
Dig here, plant there.
It matures with time.
Water. Watch. Wonder.
Mother Earth surprises you.
The garden has a soul.
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