Q: What happens if you take my mom to the Huntington gardens?

A: You drive back to San Diego with a trunkful of rose bushes.

Everything else in the window box is dead. . .

. . . But the Amaryllis gets nicer every year. (Small brown cat included for scale purposes.)

Awww. . .

Each of these wee cabbages is about the size of a tennis ball. Perfect for vegan Easter egg hunts!

Savoy cabbage in the sunshine at the farmers market this morning. Happy spring!