Lots of people in the hills think of the lovely forget-me-not as a weed
(one of my daughter Hannie's first paid jobs was getting them out of someone's garden; they are easy to pull out but the seeds hug every piece of clothing and refuse to let go--they love to travel) Here they are in the path growing next to some veggies in pots, clustered around the sink vent; just a few of the healthy clumps that drift in and find a spot around the garden every year uninvited but
welcome
-Lisa Harms
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