perhaps by wind,
the first penstemon
entered the field
and flowered
and cast its seeds
and they flowered
and cast their seeds
and now the field
is full of tall, lovely
purple blooms—
look what one small
accidental beauty
can do.
July 11, 2016 by Rosemerry
perhaps by wind,
the first penstemon
entered the field
and flowered
and cast its seeds
and they flowered
and cast their seeds
and now the field
is full of tall, lovely
purple blooms—
look what one small
accidental beauty
can do.
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Some accidents are good 🙂 thanks for sharing.
Some accidents are good :). Thanks for sharing.
That would be lovely, overpopulated by beauty 🙂