I did not want to mow down the chicory growing on the two foot wide strip of land between our fence and road. We had cut the lawn all summer until recently. I noted a row almost an hundred feet long of blue flowers. The plants were about two and half feet high. It looked as if we planted them. I never paid much attention to chicory before. And I know the plant is a weed found everywhere. Nevertheless, the row of blue flowers were beautiful. Both my wife and I agreed to leave them alone.
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I call it serendipity–the butterfly bush really a weed. Two years in a row it came up in almost the same spot. We could see it from our office window. My wife said it was hard to transplant. The butterflies loved alighting on its orange flowers. I did not cut the lawn too well two years in a row. Our lawn had turned into a meadow and there it was two years in a row. I considered the plant a gift. Like manna from heaven.
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