I am in the yard, possibly in the house where I grew up. There is now a brick retaining wall in the yard, about two feet high. This is on the left. In the middle of the retaining wall, a large tree is growing. the base of the tree and its roots are growing out around the retaining wall...
There is a grave site which is slightly below ground. An old iron gate guards the entry, and L-shaped steps lead down. some flowers are blooming and it is maintained but not excessively so. a once-beautiful woman is buried there. She wore blue and had long brown hair. Although she has been dead quite a long time, there is a society of men, very few, who look after her grave. There are generations of them, they are her admirers.
