Tom has a mom.
She is mostly known as "Grandma".
Grandma has a house - a house that is right "next door" to ours.
I have a young friend!
My friend was having dinner with us when I realized that the sun was setting and it was time for me to take pictures.
She asked to come along, my friend did.
We huffed and puffed! (I did more than my young friend!)
Grandma's door is up a steep hill.
Her garden is even farther beyond that!
There are all sorts of things in mom's garden.
It's a magical place!
For example, there are soon to be Jack-o-lanterns.
There are, also, soaring sunflowers and long tunnel-like alleys between them and the corn.
My friend and I had fun with Grandma in her garden.
My friend helped harvest ....
.... and I took pictures.
Any place where there's a harvest has an air of magic about it.
How else does it all grow, if not by magic???
Yes, there's surely magic in a garden - especially after sunset!
We felt it!