The Spherical Baldness - Get The Grayce Out.

The arbour

My grandmother's garden was divided. There was the big part behind the house, where the roses and stone walls were. In front of the house there was a road, and that's where the big fir tree stood like a monument. Behind it was yet another garden, with some vegetable beds, but between them and the tree was one of my favourite places in the world: a summer house, or an arbour, made entirely of lilac bushes. On nice days my cousins and I would play in there, or everybody would just come out with coffee trays and we would have cake in there.