I must have fallen in love with gardens when I was a child in the 1950's because of Papaw & Mamaw's farm in Mississippi. Papaw, a widower, built the house for my grandmother soon after they were married in 1917. This blurry photo was taken of the flowers that lined the walk up to Mamaw's front porch in 1974. Mamaw was 77 by then and would live another 20 years in that house and another 6 in a nursing home. We moved so often that my parents had no interest in gardening. Mamaw's flowers and her farm were very special to me. . . .
So it's no wonder I love visiting Children's Gardens whenever I can. . . .