These delicate pink flowers bring back such memories for me. When my girls were little, they were visiting a family a few houses up the street from us. And by visiting, I mean they were playing on the street, and probably the mom offered them food. They would visit anyone for food!
But after a visit, they all came back with a handful of flowers clutched in their tiny, sweating hands. They looked like they had been pulled up like weeds, roots dangling, flowers wilted. They were so pleased, though, so I planted them, and figured that was then end of that.
Not so. These things have taken over and flourished. If my husband would let me get rid of the lawn, I would have a field of these.
So, enjoy the lovely pink flowers, and guess what???? It’s my birthday!!! So have an extra good day just for me, okay!
Please join me for Garden Tuesday.