You don’t need a map to where my Mom lives either.
One of my happy places has become my Mom’s house. Aside from the predictable family fun, eating and drinking and laying around like bums, and the adorable fuzzball, I love her garden. Roses and Camelias, Orchids, Palms... lush and lovely. The house really has great light, too, which just warms it up even more. These pics are from my last visit up there.