A year ago, the children and I planted some wildflowers in a corner of the yard. I have an incredibly brown thumb, so when I didn’t see anything coming up that resembled flowers, I assumed our lovely bermuda grass had choked them out. The rest of the summer, we mowed over the spot and that was that…or so I thought.
This year as my oldest son was preparing to begin the mowing season, he mentioned that he thought he saw something that might be flowers growing over in the corner of the yard where we had planted the wildflowers the year before. He asked to not mow that spot and see what sprang up. I agreed, rather doubtfully.
A couple of weeks later it was quite clear they were indeed flowers!