A weed is but an unloved flower. ~Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I'm loving my weeds right now. My daughter Maya is turning 8 soon, and I had birthday pictures on my mind. The morning was cool, the sky was blue, the grass (weeds) were vibrant green. I had Maya throw on a simple white dress and I straightened out her bed head. Sometimes impromptu unscheduled pictures work out the best. I am so pleased with these pictures of my beautiful daughter and my beautiful weeds.
(Notice my cute little red chicken coop below)
Maya will play "model" for about a half hour, then she morphs back into the spunky, silly, funny girl that I adore.
How is your weed situation?