Chamomile and Johnny Jump Ups both demand gravel parking lots to grow in. Dirt disdained. They are beautiful yellow and purple. Show off for a week and then they are gone till next year.
Having just weeded my patio the other day in preparation for our Christmas party, I can relate. It's amazing how they can grow and thrive in the tiniest cracks and crevices. I almost felt sorry to pull them but at least they weren't flowers.
Yes, a good mantra: Life finds a way. I just said it out loud three times. The gardener in me cheers: It is a flower and not a weed.
Loved this, Sharron. Reminds me of Smith's "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn."
Yes! And Italian, the romance languages all, somehow help one feel and (re-)think. Happy Christmas and New Year.
There is life and beauty everywhere if you look for it. Happy New Year.
Exquisite! Thank you!
Yes, "It’s a good thing to keep in mind as the new year begins". Very good, Sharron!
Yes it does!
Chamomile and Johnny Jump Ups both demand gravel parking lots to grow in. Dirt disdained. They are beautiful yellow and purple. Show off for a week and then they are gone till next year.
Just the tiniest bit of sunlight, nurturing, water, love....it doesn't take much.
A good thought to take into 2024.
Thank you.
This was a perfect little post 😊😊 Thank you!
Having just weeded my patio the other day in preparation for our Christmas party, I can relate. It's amazing how they can grow and thrive in the tiniest cracks and crevices. I almost felt sorry to pull them but at least they weren't flowers.
It looks happy! Thanks Sharron!
Oh, so beautiful, Sharron. The gifts of observation are so precious. xxx