I don’t think there’s anything that enchants me more than a volunteer plant.
Where did you come from, my lovely friend?
Whether it was born from a seed scattered by the wind or bird or a garden angel, a volunteer plant seems to be healthier and grows more vigorously than others.
I didn’t plan for this California poppy, but here she is in all of her shiny, orange, exuberant glory!
In my fantasy-driven universe where animals and growing things speak, it’s like she selected this perfect location between a rose and lavender, and says, “Here I am, Princess Rosebud, aren’t I so very beautiful?”


Yes, it’s true. You are a very beautiful child of the universe and thank you for choosing me to care for you. I am grateful!

Happy Monday!
She’s so beautiful.
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For some reason, your comment got me all emotional and teary. Thank you. I cherish them.
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When my mother-in-law was alive, she’d brought some California poppies with her up here to WA. I loved to admire them at her place.
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My son planted some up there in his garden too, they are such a happy flower!
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