Look at this overgrown mess back in November. In January and February, it all turned grayish brown and lay lifeless like ignored road kill.

This is March! I extracted all green shoots from the pebbles by hand. There's a variety of vegetable seeds buried in the garden. My fingers are crossed. Those are strawberry plants on the bottom left and right corners. I also planted morning glories and sunflowers along the fence. I'm hoping to have vines creep along as they did in our back yard near our clubhouse on Jeff Davis Pkwy. I was amazed by how they greeted each day with such élan and shortly thereafter retired into their own. Sunflowers remind me of my mom and of Julio's garden on Murat St, the lively, chromatic setting of Kane's childhood. 

Reggie approves of spring.