“Wildflowers”

 

Standing out in a field alone, a little white flower named “Daisy” longed for someone to share the sun, rain ,wind , moon and stars.

One day a blue flower named“ Bachelor Button” entered her world and they became friends. She knew by his name that he was not the propagating kind, but that didn’t stop their relationship ..she called him “BB” short for best bud.

The seasons of spring, summer and fall they enjoyed the sun, laughed in the rain and held on fast in the fall.

Winter came and it was long and hard they were both covered in a blanket of snow, not knowing whether they would ever see each other again or even survive .The snow fell and dumped even more snow and then came the ice and even more snow, this went on for months.

 The sun shone brightly that first day of spring, the birds were flying and singing, even the bugs started crawling around. Within a few days the warmth of the sun melted the snow and out popped a little white head…oh, how beautiful the sun feels, she said, when a voice remarked ,where have you been ? I’ve been waiting days for you to come out, said the little blue flower and they both chanted….Hurrah ! we made it !!!!

The snow was completely gone in a few days and the birds started building their nests ,the bugs were crawling around and the butterflies began to visit the two flowers. I wish there were more of us Daisy said, me to said BB.

They laughed as the sun and wind blew through their leaves.   Then it started …,rain and more rain then the sun would come for a few minutes then it would rain again, the sun and rain took turns.. it did this for weeks. .until…

One morning when they awoke the field was filled with the smell of flowers…they were everywhere.

Daisy and BB looked at each other and said what kind of flowers are these.. they’re not white like daisies they’re not blue like bachelor buttons, they are different than us ,but they are very pretty colors……little did they know ..the birds and bugs carried away the seeds from the two of them and the butterflies ( when they were caterpillars) buried them under the soil.

The seeds from the new flowers were then carried by the winds many miles away, Daisy and BB never knew.

Some of the seeds landed in sandy soil where they grew, but had shallow roots and struggled to stay alive, other seeds landed in dirt where their roots went deep into the soil and they flourished and blossomed and blew in the wind and produced more plants. The luckiest ones landed in fertilized gardens where they grew even bigger and stronger , although they faced danger everyday…the gardener !

The gardener named the little plants…WEEDS……

The gardener pulls the weeds out of his garden so they don’t choke the flowers, which cost a lot of money and require a lot of maintenance.

However there was one gardener who saw all her friends spending so much time and money buying flowers and weeding their garden , that they didn’t have enough time to admire and enjoy the labors of their love.

So she set out to give a home to all the “weeds”.. thus she provided a place where they could fit in and multiply, they required no maintenance, rain provides their water and butterflies, birds and bugs love them…

Some of these weeds can even be beneficial to humans as they provide natural healing ingredients.

The best part of all is their beauty is in the eye of the beholder…just ask my granddaughter:..“What are those flowers in the garden ?.. “

She will tell you… “ WILDFLOWERS “.. their parents were Daisy and BB…..

7 Responses to “Wildflowers”

  1. binnie says:

    Beautifully written – So captivated, thank you X x

    • kjforce says:

      thank you binnie.. i deeply appreciate when people read my work and make comments..i am a published author/writer and believe it or not I write short stories for relaxation as a break …how’s that for passion? by the way I was born in Northhamptonshire, UK…thank you again for visiting my site..kjforce

  2. I am creating my first garden this year. I am so excited to go out every day & check on my little flowers & see any progress they have made.
    ..I am learning the diff between annuals & perennials & what spring/summer/fall booming flowers are & all that fun stuff.
    I adore wildflowers. Always have. As a kid I grew up in East Norwalk, Ct. and there was a plot of land by my house that no one had bought or built on for many years.
    It over looked a river that led to Long Island Sound. It was right next to the Yankee Doodle Bridge.
    The house would sit on the top of the plot (the flat part) and it was all downhill from there.
    I would roll down the hill and laugh as I flattened the tall grasses. I would pick sooo many wild flowers and bring them home every single day. No matter how many I picked there were tons more to replace them.
    I would see butterflies, birds, squirrels, moths, little bugs & bee’s, etc.etc.
    At night firefly’s too.
    I would sleigh down the hill in the winter. Read there alone in the fall and spring.
    It was my little piece of Heaven as a child and young teen.
    This reminded me of that plot of land/hill & those times in my life.
    Thank you.

    • kjforce says:

      I am so glad you enjoyed my story…if my stories only touch one person and draw emotion of good memories, my purpose has been fulfilled….
      weedbychoice..kjforce

  3. karen lorentzen says:

    It’s really a nice story – I will tell to my granddaughters next time they come – I now enjoy a small piece of garden on my terrace whcih is situated in the archipellago of southern Denmark.
    Karen

  4. Theresa Davis says:

    Oh, how lovely! Thank you for sharing this delightful story about wildflowers. In our state, someone had a brilliant idea to have wildflowers growing in the medians on the Interstate (to save money on mowing), and they really are so beautiful.

    • kjforce says:

      Sorry for of the delay on responding….no excuse…other than just idea not enough hours in my day…I love the idea of the wildflowers on the roadsides. I use this idea on our property in Spring…by the time the grass needs cutting, the flowers are done blooming…glad you enjoyed my story..hopefully you will check out some of my other writes…search kjforce author..hope to hear from you again..

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