• Uncle Clayton's backyard. His backyard is filled with so many magical things. From sticky honey bees to delicate bloodsoaked roses, grass so green that you thought it was a new shade of green. There were blooming cherry trees with juicy, plump cherries, towering maple trees as far as the eye could see. A rickety, mud plastered path leading to a densely populated garden, swarming with aged lady bugs, rainbows of young butterflies; and so many ants you'd think they were taking over the world. His garden is a mystical place. Uncle Clayton's backyard.