Rhododendron Woods Walk

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
Robert Frost

My Grandmother's Garden

 Something we often do is plant things for my grandmother. It started years ago with my mother helping her put in a series of roses and a veggies garden at her then home. Today we continue this tradition...even if on a smaller scale.

A garden of Love grows in a Grandmother's heart.
-- Author Unknown

My grandmother valued even the smallest of things.
~ Koichi Tanaka