Here is my memory map writing from Monday 6/18

Our side yard was beautiful, but really creepy.  Ancient trees lined the southern edge, looming over the grass and creating twilight all day. The side of the house had rows and drifts of Lilies of the Valley which scented the yard beautifully in the Spring.  Toward the back was a decrepit garage which, in all the years I lived there, I don't think I ever went into once.  Right behind the house was a towering pine tree which added to the constant gloom.  We buried our hamster in that side yard one year.