None of my family or relatives, as far as I can remember, have been the type to spend a lot of time in the flowerbed. Oh sure, you’ll find a row of bushes or some  flowers here and there, but not a really sculptured garden like you’d see in a magazine. But that’s okay, because sometimes it just takes a little bit of color in just the right place to make everything else that much prettier.

Like the Blue Ridge Mountains need any help to look any prettier, this small flowerbed does make a nice foreground looking out from my aunt’s backyard.