|Crows in a wood.|
Now it looks like this:
|No crows. They're all busy raising families.|
The ground is blue with forget-me-nots. I couldn't get them all in the photo, but imagine three shots just like this, side by side. That would give you an idea of the area that contains these trees and the flowers at their feet. It's a beautiful spot that I pass frequently on my walks.
Forget-me-nots seem to be everywhere this year. I planted one package of them in our small step-gardens a couple of years ago, and although I pulled the plants out when the blossoms were gone, their seeds had already dropped in enough numbers to produce the next generation. Each year they quickly multiplied. Last year, when I was away from home so much because of my father's health, they jumped into our lawn, and this is what happened this spring:
|As you can see, we haven't done any yard work yet. But the forget-me-nots are trying their best to distract people from that fact. Thank you, little blue flowers. You're doing an awesome job. I'll get to those dead leaves soon.|
Actually, I'm glad we haven't had time to mow yet. We would have missed this wild beauty completely. These tiny cheerful faces remind me to love nature like my father did.
I'm always secretly happy when procrastination results in something good, because ... Procrastinating Donkey, y'know ...