Primavera en el jardin: the light this time of year means anything can happen. I love that. Springtime is crazy, isn't it? One second hail, one second sunshine. Here is a moment caught on camera, Picasso is in the garden, enjoying being outside, as am I. This is the time to envision, to imagine what is to come. I love that so much of it is unknown. Except for the weeds. They're always known. Ugh. But that's another post...for another time.