My back garden

I know the point of this blog was me for the celebrate the boring things that I love so much, but even still these photos are particularly inconsequential. I just want to have them online so I can see them whenever and wherever.
I imagine there's a French or German word for when you love a place so much that you it gives you a kind of pain and a weird sense of nostalgia even though it's right there in front of you in the present.