I'm not too happy when the snowplow "transplants" some my perennials for me, but i rather enjoy it when those rascal squirrels and chipmunks transplant various bulbs.
Walking on a woodland path, i find cobalt blue squill. Now how did that get here? Near another path, I have a colony of the aptly named squirrel corn, a relative of Dutchmen's breeches. And how did that get there?
I guess squirrels are gardeners too. I knew they planted acorns, and now i know they plant bulbs and wildflowers.
What are we planting today, this week in our minds and in our hearts?
You can't beat that perennial bloomer, mindfulness.