The secret garden

Summer officially rears its blazing head on the 21st, which leaves only 5 days for any last-minute spring cleaning.

And so, in the spirit of tidiness, I thought I would publish a post that I had started composing in the fall, yet never quite finished.

Et voilà:

The secret garden 
My mother is an avid, passionate gardener, yet a humble one at that. She takes great care of — and immense pleasure in — her backyard garden, but does not require, nor does she even desire, any recognition or acclaim.

I may be slightly biased when I proclaim her garden to be one of the GTA's best kept secrets, but I don't have any problem boasting on her behalf.

It's truly a lush oasis in this smoggy, congested city and I'm thankful for it.

I snapped a few photos of the garden last fall and decided to follow up with a few more in the spring. Perhaps they don't do the garden justice, but here's a little peek anyway:

Fall:

 

Even death has its charms

Spring:

Moths can be pretty too

Bonus: My attempt at a panorama (click for a larger image):

Are you ready for the summer?