We have let the little garden grow as it would over the past few months. The lantana is wild and overpowering, but beneath it, there are still other plants and flowers thriving.
It’s the playground of lizards.
The fragrance of the lavender soothes.
The mystery of it lures dog noses to snuffle their way in, and they often sample the flowers to see if the taste has changed since last time.
We will dismantle it when we go, moving its parts in pots, and then replant them at our new house. We hope they’ll thrive. We’ll create another small garden there.
Aaron would have turned twenty-one today.