My mom is a retired art teacher.
She has been interested in gardening ever since I can remember.
For the last ten years, she has really thrown herself into her garden. What was once grass has been claimed by bushes, trees and flowers.
This picture doesn't do it justice, but here goes anyway:
I think her garden is essentially a living work of art that she is constantly nurturing. Whenever I walk through it, I get a feeling of peace.
I took the kids to Springfield to visit the folks this past weekend. I saw a butterfly flitting about one of the flowers, and got the urge to go take pictures of it.
Here they be! (click on any pic for a larger version)