It seems as if every tiny bloom is catching my eye these days. Perhaps it is a subconscious yearning for spring or maybe it is pure boredom with being isolated for so very long but I find I am drawn to the tiny plants. It could be that I am feeling small and insignificant and so can relate to the wee things in nature. Still, the wildflowers of the area are the focus of my spare time, as of late. Today as Son and I were planting lemon trees, I found a tiny bloom beneath the plum tree. Ahh, wood sorrel! What a grand find! I pointed out my discovery to Son and tried to explain why I was almost giddy. He tolerates my silliness for which I am highly grateful.
One of the quotes I remember Granddad often saying was "For every illness, there is a cure somewhere in nature." It seems he knew his stuff! As I am delving more and more into the plants of our area, I am learning that those often overlooked plants are the most amazing. It has occurred to me that perhaps I should forgo the showy garden centers and simply encourage what grows naturally.
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