Right in my Own Backyard - My Backyard - by Brandt Carter
posted: Sept. 02, 2021
I have been writing this column for more than a year now. It has been a pleasure to share musings about my backyard, for my backyard means so many different things at different times:
• It is a refuge when the walls of my home get too close.
• It is a retreat when asked by circumstances to conserve gas and not drive so much.
• It is a spot for a tree house where I can go up and read a paper or take a nap.
• It is my outdoor laboratory where I can be a citizen scientist and observe birds at my feeder.
• It was the playground for my son's many adventures and now for his children.
• It is a connection to nature where I can commune with the earth.
• It is labor of love when I complete the growing season where I have mowed, planted and raked.
• It is a friend for which I know all the topography of its personality.
• It is a place of surprises when I see wonders like a hawk, a family of screech owls, a lost deer, or a fairy ring.
• It is a possession, but one I realize is only mine until the next caretaker owns it.
• It is a place where I see seasons arrive year around.
• It is the eternal resting place of my beloved pets.
• It is home to the urban wildlife I have cultivated.
• It is a place where stories are born - stories of the plants and herbs I tell to neighborhood children.
• It is my dogs' daytime home.
• It is connection to my neighbors' yards and the outside world.
If you would like to share a sentence about what your backyard means to you, please e-mail me. I will share this with our readers in the future.