A bougainvillea vine lush from recent rains hangs out over the wall into my lower garden as though to catch a glimpse of the just-completed Quetzalcoatl sculpture down below. It’s been two years now since I started working on this reclamation from dumping ground weed patch to community garden. More to come. And yes, I have decided on a name. A secret for now.
For Cee’s FOTD










