backyard

We’ve all heard stories about the kid who goes into his backyard with a wiffle ball, taking a swing and pretending to be the batter who hits the home run in the World Series.

Joseph’s neighbor had invited her and a few other women in their 20s to a backyard gathering.

The camera knits them all together in long shots, swirling around their idyllic backyard.

In my Connecticut backyard, I’ve been reclaiming the turf under my maples and birches by planting native ferns, geraniums and woodland asters.

They followed the driveway behind the house, across the backyard, past trees and hedges, and suddenly they were surrounded by farm buildings.