My mother gave me seeds for a wildflower garden. I remember planting them and waiting for the flowers. They never grew.
Today I found this. It looks like a weed, but it sure is pretty. It is very fragile, delicate, easy to miss.
I only saw it because I had to sit down for a minute. I looked around and found more under the trailer.
These will be transplanted to a new garden. I have to claim a new garden for those flowers sent from Heaven.