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           Preschool playtime: Neighboring baby morning glory (left) and baby borage socializing in their pens.

My little nursery of baby seedlings are really starting to get all amped up on spring. Morning glory seeds are animals! I think after the first 4 hours in a bowl of water they started to get their freak on (germinate). After maybe 3 days, these big ole monster seedlings started breeching out of the soil. You should all obtain some for yourself and watch the magic show unfold.

I'm most excited for the borage because I'm most excited for the bumblebees it will attract. But I already know how this will end...

Cue: the visual of me on my boyfriend's back porch, trying to enjoy the sunny weather. But then I spill some sweet, sweet lemonade on my self. And then I panic because I know what is about to happen. And then the bees swarming around the borage start to swarm around me. And then I'm basically on (bee) fire. Yelling and screaming, flailing and falling. But no one saves me because no one cares... Because as I am write this, I have learned (through a quick google search on bumbles) that bumblebees rarely sting. Me a idiot.

Look at these lovely planters Chuck did. They're right off Atlantic Ave, situated at the corner of Hoyt St. (flanking the new half of the Steven Alan store). Come stop by the store with your barren window boxes and planters. It's time and Chuck always knows how to remedy them.

 I am really in love with the Andromeda in them: the way its stems are draped and dripping, how they blow in the wind. So whimsy and romantic.