Sometimes in the meanest of places you can find serendipity. I have a real mess in my front yard. It could have been a weeding job but now it may require excavation. Blackberries are a conundrum here. We hate them, they are the meanest weed, but we love their fruit.
I walked by there and noticed some pink peeking through.
What is this bulb rising up at the end of September. Who planted it?
Well, what a sight to behold and what serendipity to have blossoms now.
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