Monday, May 21, 2012



The meadow in front of our house was decorated with delicate dots of blue this morning.  Here they are: the first wild flowers of the season that are new to me.  The 'volunteers' that I dreamed about discovering in March; a cluster of beauties that was not written into our garden plan.  

Part of me wants to look up the 'official' name of these flowers—their life cycle, their properties.  Another part of me loves not knowing anything except for how lovely they are, dancing among the tall grass just beyond the fence.  

Blues in the Field

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