We call wildflowers weeds, and we pull them out of our tame tidy gardens.
The butterflies go away too.
Yesterday I saw lots and lots of little butterflies fluttering along a covered walk in my campus. White, with a little black spot on each wing. There must have been two or three dozen in that small patch of grass. They even seemed to be crossing over from the other, bigger patches of grass. I wondered if it was mating season...
Turns out, that just so happened to be the last unmowed spot in the area. A profusion of green and wild pretty blooms. I'm sure by now it's been mowed clear of "weeds" too, and the butterflies have gone.
Here is how it looked like that morning:

Study nature, love nature, stay close to nature. It will never fail you.
Frank Lloyd Wright
One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
William Shakespeare
The butterflies go away too.
Yesterday I saw lots and lots of little butterflies fluttering along a covered walk in my campus. White, with a little black spot on each wing. There must have been two or three dozen in that small patch of grass. They even seemed to be crossing over from the other, bigger patches of grass. I wondered if it was mating season...
Turns out, that just so happened to be the last unmowed spot in the area. A profusion of green and wild pretty blooms. I'm sure by now it's been mowed clear of "weeds" too, and the butterflies have gone.
Here is how it looked like that morning:

Study nature, love nature, stay close to nature. It will never fail you.
Frank Lloyd Wright
One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
William Shakespeare






