I just discoverd the pictures of my Great Aunt's Garden and my Mother today. I had told my wife about this place where my Mother would take me that was just a mess of growth. Today she was awed! She liked my Mom's braids also.
Hopefully, neither one of us did! Don’t worry too much. The ones here wilted, and will probably lose a few leaves, but they didn’t spend 3 days in the dark!
Those pics look so much like where I grew up. We kept a small space mowed for yard, but there were just paths to get to everywhere else. The barn and the garden and the pastures. Love your aunt’s bare feet! I hate shoes to this day!