Reggie stared out into the distance, the cold winds billowing around him as he held a shovel in his hands. His eyes wandered to the horizon, exploring the vast snowcapped mountains that filled his vision. He could never get used to this amazing sight as he worked in the gardens in this far flung castle nestled in the mountaintops. He appreciated the view once more before another gust of wind reminded him of his duty. He snapped out of his day-dream and put the end of the shovel back to the cobblestone pathways that meandered through this strange vibrant garden.
The various plants that dotted the plots of dirt flashed greens, purples, yellows, and reds. A strange sight to see in one of the most remote places on Lambasta, an open air garden that seemed to be unhampered by the destructive snow and the frigid winds. But Reggie didn't mind the curiosity of the situation, he was just employed to take care of the various plants rooted here.