
Spring is here in the South, and that means ridiculous pollen … and weeds. I finished cleaning up the Mary garden and my roses, and have started tackling some other areas that I want to prettify.
Meanwhile, the hubs is mowing the lawn to help with the clean-up. Unfortunately, these little wildflowers get wiped out in the mowing. They are so tiny and so sweet that I’d like to see them stick around for a little while longer.
“If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.” St. Thérèse of Lisieux