Thursday, May 6, 2010

The View from My Window

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“Alone we can do so little, together we can do so much.” – Helen Keller

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Somehow I doubt the man that farms the land across the road appreciates the beauty of a lowly weed as much as I do. Or maybe he does and that’s why he waits to work this ground last? Either way, I think his field full of bright yellow weeds is kind of pretty this time of year.

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11 comments:

Unknown said...

That is so true!

My friend Kay will not pull half the weeds in her yard because she says they will flower. Gotta love her!

Becca's Dirt said...

That is a beautiful and peaceful view. The greens are so lush.

PenelopeRose said...

That really is pretty. What a gorgeous view you have. Since getting bees I'm starting to see weeds a whole lot differently now.

thecrazysheeplady said...

I love weeds too :-).

Benita said...

Go and grab a grocery bag full of those flowers!!! Then simmer them for about an hour in a dyepot, strain it and add some alum and wool to the water. Simmer it for about an hour, then turn off the heat and let it set overnight. You'll get a gorgeous yellow! I starting doing a dye with those flowers several years ago and the yarn seems to be pretty color fast.

If you put in gray yarn, you should get an olivey green.

Our farmers cultivated and planted too early for me to get any this year.

Mom L said...

Weeds? Weeds? I've always thought that anything with a pretty bloom couldn't possibly be a weed!! They're lovely - and if you can make a dye out of them, then they definitely have a purpose.

Nancy in Iowa

Karen Anne said...

I have an Infinite Diversity lawn, with clover, dandelions, white and blue violets, and some purple flowered thing. The bees go crazy this time of year.

melanie said...

Ahhh...lovely idea with the dye...but what ARE those flowers??? Dying to know as we have some here for the first time I ever noticed...

Deb W said...

When I lived in the Cajun country of south Louisiana, they called them 'pis au lis,' and said the legend the children had was if you picked them, you would wet the bed.

John Going Gently said...

that view is so beautiful...absolutely amazing!!!!!

Anonymous said...

I've always been told "The only difference between a Wild Flower & a Weed is if it becomes a nuisance." MOST FARMERS CALL THEM A WEED!!!!!!!! WILD MUSTARD.

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