Geneva Journals- Our Own Backyard

I'm so blessed to walk into our own tiny little backyard. Geneve feels like a village with forests so close by. However, to step into our own backyard reminds me of my childhood days in Hanmakonda where I used to build a water flow dam alongside all the rose plants we had in the tiny little space next to our car parking. I do not remember playing in such gardens after I moved out of that place. A lot of colours spread across the court yard. I can't wait to unveil the swing and spend my evenings here.