A Wee Backyard

My mom owns a townhouse about 10 minutes from us.

She bought it after my parents divorced so that she would have minimal maintenance on both the house and yard which is about the size of a postage stamp.

Seriously, her backyard is like 8 feet by 10 feet, and a third of that space is consumed by her ginormous A/C condenser which is an absolute necessity in Texas in the summer.

With the help of her brother, and obviously some sort of black magic voodoo, she made her backyard into a miniature botanical garden-y lavish oasis.

Yes, I'm slightly jealous but not nearly committed enough to do something like this at my own house.

It's fun to hop from one stone to another and pretend the pebbles are lava.

Some viney stuff on the gate around the AC that will eventually cover it so you never have to see it.

Her statue named Isabella that is probably some magical Italian gardening witch.

Potted herbs and a close up of the patio she painted to look like an outdoor rug.

Fleur de lis in the patio corners to ward off evil or something.

Some green things in cute ornamental hanging baskets.

Hose snake.

Normally she has a patio table with 4 chairs and an umbrella but some bad weather in the spring killed the glass so she's on the lookout for a suitable replacement.

Isn't it lovely, though?

Thanks, mom, for letting me photograph your yard while you were out of town and knew nothing about my intent to expose your gardening witchcraft.

À la vie et à l'amour

-Cortney