Project #1

Dylan Peterson

Collaborative Arts 

May, 21 2012

My Backyard 

Sitting in the middle of my freshly cut lawn I am surround by roses, vines, fruits and birds.  Above me is a crape myrtle tree that acts as a dome, hanging upon the tree is bird feeders and wind chimes.  Not the biggest of yards but enough to escape the crowded city.  Living in Anaheim my neighborhood is on a grid so my backyard is a uniform rectangle.  Although my Mom has put much love into making our backyard special and one to enjoy.  

Starting to my left there is a Dog house, made by my Dad it four feet tall and and six feet wide.  Its white and is shaded by our orange tree that sits just right of the house. There are many oranges flourishing the tree.  Just next to the tree is a Japanese firecracker that shoots into the sky blossoming orangish red firecracker like flowers. The next 12 feet leading to the corner of my backyard furthest from my house are four white rose bushes, these are rose bushes on steroids because when they bloom there are almost more roses than leaves. 

Now looking directly at the corner of my backyard there is the small reminder of suburbia. A telephone pole thats hidden by climbing roses with jasmine. In my neighbors back yard there is a pomegranate tree that welcomes itself into my backyard, a deep green with red flowers waiting for October. As I pan to my right now looking at the back wall of the yard is an antique wagon dry cracked wood, that houses desert plants that are sharp and rustic.  On the wood fence is a lantern that holds candles at night lighting our patio.  My patio has a fireplace right in the corner of our yard in front of the light pole and roses.  In front of the fire place is a patio table with a red umbrella.  Imagine from where Im sitting in my backyard looking at the corner of the two walls that meet, one fence running west and the other coming at me running south towards me.

Next to the lantern and desert pants stands a water fountain which is oval shaped at the top, has three levels of waterfalls and has a column as the support, that is the bathing house to many birds.  Its the sound of running water that drowns out the city noises.  To the right of the fountain is another rose bush that hasn’t bloomed just yet and is twenty feet wide and15 feet tall its stems shooting out each direction.  Below the rose bush is a lavender bush that has hundreds of purple flower buds waving back and forth in the wind. The last thing I see before turning my head is a yellow bush full of daisies.  Kind of ironic because at my feet are my two dogs Beau and Daisy, they are white labs and love hanging out in their lavish oasis of a yard.