Every year I plant a garden up at the barn:

Which, despite soil so full of clay you can actually make pottery out of it, does pretty well:

See?

And since I love the parrots who live in the canyon, I always leave some sunflowers for them to eat:

And because Mother Nature turns out to be a toddler who can't pass up a good poop joke, the parrots perch in a tree across the road and, um, recycle those seeds: