|My new garden caddy. Won't look this clean ever again.|
I came across this, a vestige of gardens past, an old garden marker that used to read, "cilantro," I believe:
But then, what's this? Underneath a winter's worth of dirt and leaves?
I also found signs of two not-so-little boys, and how much they love playing in the dirt too:
Poor Luke, looks like he lost his right hand to frost bite.
Spring is coming...the season of new life and rebirth. I can hardly wait.
Life is sweet,