We had a wonderful garden on the side of our house. Our house was on a corner lot and we loved that house. The garden was in the front of the yard on the corner of the lot. I remember dad going out and irrigating the yard. He would put canvas in the ditch that ran infront of our house with a 2x4 under it to hold it up and a rock on it in the ditch to hold it in place. The water would flood over the sidewalk and onto the lawn. He would start on the east side of the lot and work his way westward toward the corner. He would finish up with the garden. I remember the peonies, iris’, and the daisies the most. In fact when we moved to Provo we took many of the plants with us.