Heidi loves crack plants. They show such tenacity.
I'm mystified about how this squill ended up alongside the house, tucked under the sill of the sliding glass door. Oh, I'm sure it was squirrels or chipmunks or some other varmint, but I don't know where the squill came from in the first place. There isn't any anywhere nearby.
27 April 2011
Damned Squirrels
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It's one of those "sweet mysteries of life." Love it!
oh I love this!!! those are the best surprises
so pretty. I only get dandelions. I was just looking at the heirloom seeds at the Old Sturbridge Village website. Plant Pron.
do (crotchety) people in your parts "relocate" squirrels? maybe that's what happened.
I love crack plants AND the squirrels who create them.
Squirrel, squill. Had to read twice. I think I need more coffee.
The earth is so generous, isn't it?
;-)
i have found that the weeds I discover often give me the most pleasure.
this one was amazing.
this made me think of the following quote from Tenessee Williams' Camino Real
""the violets in the mountains have broken the rocks". "
I love "crack" flowers too--those are sweet.
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