Missing Wildflowers: Nature Haiku
Folks look at my yard/
and see lots of grass to mow./
They miss wildflowers.
Folks look at my yard/
and see lots of grass to mow./
They miss wildflowers.
I have to confess: With all the things he gets done, my “little” brother Gene (the West Coast Nature’s Guy) is sometimes a motivator … and sometimes I wonder if I can keep up with him in our rural life. His Live Innovations Farm and Education Center Facebook posting from Saturday said this: March 24 at 11:33pm Had…
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