This is a song I wrote for my grandfather, Francisco Pabaira Tabayoyong. Growing up, we would spend the summers with him. He loved to garden and his was not only a place where he grew apples, pears, tomatoes and countless other things, but also a playground for his grandchildren. He built us swing sets, see-saws, jungle gyms, a wooden elephant on wheels, go-carts...anything we wanted, he'd build for us. To us, Grampa was invincible and could do anything. He passed down to each of us his industrious nature, creativity and love of good beer. Most importantly, he taught us the value of family and reminded us constantly to take care of each other. That is why the 'garden' metaphor is so symbolic. I wrote this song after he passed away on July 12, 2010. It's the first track of mine to be released. Thanks for listening and I hope you enjoy it.

The photo is not of his garden, but of Fisherman's Wharf in Monterey, CA - a place my grandparents would take us every summer.