One last post on my summer of easy living in western New York last summer…
One of the most relaxing aspects of my summer in New York had more to do with my surroundings than anything I did or saw. I am blessed with amazing family – the kind that will always be there for you, no matter what. While in New York, I stayed at the home of my aunt and uncle, which is almost a second home to me after all these years. They built the house around 1968 or so – three stories tall in the back, on the top of a hill. I clearly remember standing in the living room, which was just studs and plywood subfloor at the time, watching the fireworks on the 4th of July. It was amazing. We could see the fireworks displays from three separate towns from our vantage point.
Now the home serves as a gathering place for all our family when they come home to visit. The back lawn is an expanse of green grass, covering a clay tennis court that kept the kids busy in our youth. Lilac bushes border the back of the lawn, cut back for now. My aunt and uncle have a tiered rose garden sloping down the side of the yard with a salad garden beyond that, bordered by two large compost bins. On the other side of the lawn, the ground slopes gently down from the enclosed deck. Flowers and bushes are everywhere.
The most relaxing place in the world is right in this yard. And unlike southern lawns, the grass is soft and moist, and the words fire and ant are never uttered. Peace on earth exists, and it’s right in my aunt and uncle’s back yard.