For better or worse, I’m enjoying the flowers and ignoring a lot of weeds! Actually, until the last few days, the ground has been so dry that it will not give up the weeds but holds tight to the roots. Now that a bit has fallen, I’ve begun the slow process of routing them.
But soon I’ll have a story to tell – All about Calla!
a. weeds overtaking grass
b. a delightful opportunity to hunt for 4 leaf clover
My Dad would always choose b. … and, he would always find one! Just like he always saw the jig saw piece that I had been searching for. He never gloated over a finding, but if you looked quickly, you would see the delight light up his eyes.
Happy Father’s Day, Dad! Remembering you with love.