Last year my best beloved spent days tirelessly toiling to rid us of a cavalcade of nettles; it was only a partial success as they all grew back, but before they did, he managed to spread a fair amount of wild flower seed. We waited for it to grow, it did not. We were disappointed. But this year they've sprung up and created a few square feet of Little House On The Prarie, filled with tall ox eye daisies and mallow. There's even enough that I've been allowed to cut some and bring them into the house.
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