For the past 35+ years, I have been documenting the garden I live in through photographs and drawings. Recently, I have been paying more attention to moments of time that will never come again, especially in a garden that grows old as I grow old. In the book The Lost Garden, Helen Humphrey writes, "The thing about gardens is that everyone thinks they go on growing, that in winter they sleep and in spring they rise. But it's more that they die and return, die and return. They lose themselves. The haunt themselves.

My garden is haunted by the ghosts of trees and my younger selves. I know I will need reminders of this place when my time comes to leave, so in this project I am sending memoranda to myself, evidence of growth and death, time and memory.