It is a beautiful little garden tucked on the side of the house. The picket fence has simple white birdhouses sitting on the fence posts. The arbor you walk under to enter the garden is covered in flowers. My husband and I walk past this garden on our morning walks. I can dream of having tea in that little garden. Can't you just dream of walking down the path and sitting with a lovely pot of tea in the covered area enclosed with soft, cascading curtains. Oh, some cookies or scones would go nicely while sitting there. We would listen to the music of the birds and laugh at antics of the squirrels scampering by. It is fun to dream. To sit in that garden would be a dream come true and how pampered I would feel. Do you ever see secret gardens along your way? What a treasure given to get to peak inside and dream.