The house is quiet... little voices have left the air as I prepare for the Summer after the family visit. Having my niece in the car singing rain rain go away as a rainbow appears for her special birthday party.The sound of my piano being played as I listen with pride at what my grandaughter can do. Family meals and wine poured and popcorn popped. Riding a train to Chicago and taking cabs around the city. Spending time at outdoor concerts or stories told sitting at the kitchen table. The ringing of the slot machine and Brenda's face saying "Now wasn't that fun! Memories made and now I am alone just in from the garden.Hands sweaty and dirt under the fingernails from planting. I have been gathering plants from different cities. As I walk through the garden I hope to point out to future generations the story of where the plant came from and the memories made in the Summer time.