It's that time of year again, Garden Life weekend. And this year it did not even rain (although there's still plenty of time for the obligatory apocalyptic downpour to happen – but it wouldn't be Garden Life without it).
I want to live in that little crooked house...
Hot-tubs and tie-dye (who needs Coachella?)
There was the most amazing junkyard art installation, which included a chainsaw guitar
and this little guy (I'm in love):
Wanna see more?
Peace, Love, and Lobsters