Mose knows...

That Mose's mama is the worst gardener in the world.


And yet, somehow flowers still come up each year in her garden. Call it luck. Call it "moving often" and so never having time to completely kill a yard.


Today in Mose-town, it's balmy and spring, and so Mose and Mama went out in it, to pick some flowers.


Mose's first flowers!!!


In other news, Mose is going bald. No doubt about it.