My sweetie mowed around a large patch of the weed/wildflower fleabane in the center of our lawn. As i drive to town, i notice that several other lawns are also freshly mowed with a tall patch of lavender fleabane blooming.
We try to present a neat appearance to the world, mowing down our inner wildness. But our native nature can bloom beautifully with kindness and compassion.
Thursday, June 12, 2014
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