Garden Update w/ MAXINE Helping plus NOISE in my Garden

I have been expanding Sarah's garden , it was my front shade bed garden, we extended it by about 5 feet in the front. My husband wanted to help, and so did someone else,

Seen below:

As you can see, Maxine immediately filled in the spot we cleared for herself.

She was perfectly content being where we did not need her. I kept telling her to move,

Out... our little boy tried pulling her out gently.

 I am not used to my husband helping me out here, unless I ask him, but he wanted to ...and I said yes. I really wanted to do it myself, but it was best that he helped. He wanted to do something for her ( Sarah ), too. Sarah loved Maxine, so she would have thought it was funny that she wouldn't get out of here while we were working.

I decided to move the Edisto Beach shell pavers up here, as Sarah loved Edisto Beach, so it was only appropriate that they be here in her garden.

We put them in the front , and the monkey grass ( lirope ) , will grow over them. Maxine , again, had to be smack in the middle of everything.

While I was stepping back, as we gardeners do to try to envision or plan...I needed peace and quiet to think. My thinking contraption called my brain is in extreme slow and disjointed motion..but my young son had other plans, as he hunted down his hammer is his fort, 

 He has been re-decorating his fort for about a week now, he has and old tricycle up here , tons of toys,  an old cushion, and he has been making himself shelves...with LOUD hammering for LONG periods of time. I would look at him, look at the garden...and my mind would go more numb with each of his hammer strokes. I believe he found the longest nails he could find in his dad's workshop, so he could hammer for extended periods of time.

Kids.

This was my first try, after I kicked Maxine out of here, I planted some pink calla lilies that I had in the big garden to the front. Not a good choice I decided the next day.

They would be too tall and hide the center flowers, so moved them.

So the next day, I moved them to them middle, and we had gone out and bought some pink impatiens , some pinkish caladiums , and I also transplanted a few of the other funeral plants in spots. I also bought some flowers for the cemetery.

As you can see, my giant River birch tree is " crying ' leaves all over this daily. All the little yellow leaves are dropping gently down , daily, on this garden. It is mimicking how I feel.

 This is the only garden I have ever planted without joy and happiness in my heart, as I love making or expanding gardens. I only felt an urgency to do ' something ' out here, anywhere for her. My husband says joy will come later from here.

I remember just looking down and not answering him.

I just look at it, and think it is not good enough for her. Not nearly good enough.

Then my thoughts get interrupted by this..

My son and husband have decided to put a shingle roof on his tree fort, so now I have to listen to two sets of hammers. I put my fingers in my ears, and went inside.

Such is life.

I will show some shots I took of my big " Mother' garden, my center garden very soon.

 I wish you peace today,

Gina