There is a little garden in the back, or there once was a little garden in the back. The ruins of a neat and tidy civilization are mapped and laid out with wood, brick and wire. Tomato cages bent and heavy with desiccated vines, wood framed plots are overflowing with twigs. What was once a lovely arch is now a matted braid of green and brown. The garden path leads to a small orchard. You can smell rotting fruit, lost amongst the wayward grasses and dandelions.
Keep walking / Workroom