This little garden is on the near west side of Detroit. The significance for me is it may very well be on an empty lot where one of my mother's childhood homes once stood. I also find it significant because it makes a statement about the resourcefulness of the folks in Detroit- a turning lemons into lemonade kind of a thing. Around the corner, right off Cass Avenue, sits a vacant corner lot. The locals have salvaged old couches and discarded auto bench seats and have fashioned a small park with the make- do seating placed under of the shade of a few low hanging maple trees.
In a few weeks my sister is coming up from Florida for her summer visit. This may be the last summer in Michigan for my folks as they prepare to move south. I think we will take my folks down to Greektown for dinner, maybe stop by the DIA- my Mother's favorite place- and drive through her old neighborhood. Maybe capture a few shots for her take with her to Florida. A reminder of her home.