If there is one thing that I’ve learned about flowers is that sometimes they just show up.
Most of the time they should be seen as a harbinger of a plant that will fill your days with weeding. If only I could remember that part.
Oh sure, it’s fun at first. You see a seedling that is unfamiliar and wonder how it got there. Did a bird drop it? Has it been lying dormant in the soil waiting for the right conditions to awaken? I’m not a very patient person but, I am curious, so, I wait. Then comes the reward when it blooms into a flower; a pretty poppy with crepe paper petals, love-in-a-mist with its out-of-this-world blue flowers and larkspur. Yes, they came to me from gardens unknown.
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