People used to walk down our street in Dover just to admire our garden. They told us how much pleasure and peace it gave them. It also attracted a range of wildlife, including hummingbirds, butterflies, or the occasional turkey or fox.
Throughout the year, the garden also led to many photos you can still find here at the Red Barn.
It was, by many standards, funky. The weeds were never completely controlled, but it was prolific and made good use of what we sometimes called the Swamp, after its mucky clay soil in late spring and early summer. Our pet rabbits delighted in much of what we picked there, too.
The new owners, alas, have bulldozed all that. The strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, currants as well as the raised beds and shrubbery screens – gone. Twenty-years of reclaiming the once tired soil and then dining well as a result – gone. Naturally, we’re lamenting, knowing how much more they must be spending on groceries that won’t be as fresh or tasty.
We have to recognize, of course, that we’ve left all that behind and no longer have a say in the matter.
But we still feel sad or even a tad angry. Ahhh!
Jnana's Red Barn 
I feel your pain. At least you have the memories from before the Visigoths moved in.