This spring, my garden is alive in ways that feel both beautiful and meaningful. Last year, I planted two yellow climbing roses and installed a simple arch in the yard. At the time, I could only imagine what it might look like one day. Now the roses have climbed the arch and are blooming in bright golden clusters, glowing under the California sky—more beautiful than I had imagined when I first planted them. Around the garden, other flowers are joining the celebration of sprin
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