Summertime Grace

The wildflowers are out in full force. Everyday, when  I look out my dining room window, they seem to be enjoying these long sunny days. They sway in the breeze, hold their faces up to blue skies, and simply look stunning on any ordinary afternoon.

A few days ago on my walk to the mailbox, something caught my eye. First of all, just imagine a field of white. Literally, there are thousands of white blooms all crowded together across an entire field.

Now, that itself is a beautiful scene, right?

Enter unique.

About six feet from the road, I saw pink. Pink, seriously? The exact same plant, but pink. The exact same bloom, in pink. Although that may not appear to be a big deal, around here, it is. It has been a rare occasion that I’ve ever seen pink.

I seriously contemplated stepping into waste-high weeds to get a closer look. I mean, it is tick and chigger season around here. One step off the road could lead to bug bites that itch for a week. Hmm. What’s a girl to do?

My fate? I totally did it. Weeds smeeds!  What are a few bug bites when I got to stand right next to summertime grace? 

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