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Jill’s Garden
The picture is the north fence. If you look to the far left you'll see what appears to be a matching garden behind this one. It's a mirror.
The moss was beautiful to begin. Until the birds decided to dig it up, looking for bugs.
The fountain used to sit in an ornamental fish pond. I couldn't keep up the pond and had it filled in, slated over, and saved the fountain to enjoy. I assembled and painted (with oil paint!) the chairs and table and wouldn't do it again for anything.
This rusted iron thingie called to me from an asphalt parking lot full of yard sculptures. It was the only one I wanted and I wanted it desperately.
The big cobalt pot and the sweet little pig also called out to me. Loudly.