My father had a terraced garden in our side yard. It had steps leading up to a path on the top level. It wasn't very large, but to a young child, it was a great hiding place. For whatever reason, I dubbed it my "basement." (We didn't have a real basement at our house. I have no idea where I got the idea.) At the end of my "basement" was a dogwood tree. Dad kept it small. To me it was beautiful.
I love this picture. It comes from SXC and was taken by Nathan Bailey. It reminds me of being a kid, looking up at the dogwood tree from my own small perspective in my "basement."