Wednesday, April 25, 2012

As I create this blog post I am looking out my window silently cursing the flower pictured above.  The Dandelion.  I don't know whether to call it a flower or a weed.  Perhaps in some yards it would be considered a picture of beauty.  Not in this one.  In this yard it symbolizes never ending work and toil to rid our lawn of the beast.  I can tell you exactly where it came from, too.  Our neighbors.  Don't you love living next to the person who has never heard of "Weed and Feed?"  I am the lucky one.  Yes, yes I am.  The stupid things also find their way into my perennial garden.  This is one flower which I tell Derek, "Pick as many as you would like."  Pick away, Son.  Pick away--just remember not to touch the Liatris!

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