Nothing really happened.
I think, if our yard/garden was full of cartoon plants, they would let out a collective "Noooooo!" as soon as they see the school buses coming.
You see, every April, I'm all....
And then school starts. I get busy, and everything dies.
That's the short story. Actually, that's the entire story.
With that being said, eventually- something grew in our wildflower patch. It was weed-like for the entire season, but I refused to believe it.
It had to be something more.
And lo & behold...
And so it must be said,
I am thankful for our house and our yard and our blessings.
May they all run wild & free.
Love and what the heck' are those?
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