My eldest (sounds better than oldest) brother Larry and his bride Beverly have this view as they open their front door.
Lovingly crafted over many years of occupancy. There used to be this gosh awful dark stone volcano-like water thingy in the center. It’s but a distant dark memory now, replaced by the lovely greenscape in the middle here.
The tree at the back gives this the anchor it needs. A fresh air sentinel of nature, reaching up into that beautiful sky, declaring to all, “I’m Alive!”
