Wildflowers

This morning I woke up to find wildflowers all over my rented lawn. The rental agency mows the lawn sporadically but it is obvious that this piece of property is unloved and uncared for. I actually park my car in the backyard, if it can be termed that. So, I am no better.

Overnight, these flowers have taken over this unwanted land bringing it back to life and inspiring me to find my camera and some poetry.

APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
-- T. S. Eliot