Daisies make me think of my flower gardens. I love growing perennials, my yard is such a hodge podge of stuff, but sadly no daisies. My neighbor has given me many flowers from her gardens, my mom gives me a lot from her garden. My prized perennial is my orange poppy that I grew from seed. It is so delicate and pretty. Unfortunately, it only lasts a few days.
After a long cold, snowy winter here in West Michigan, the first signs of spring are a beautiful and welcoming sight. This year was no exception, my crocuses came up and even the kids were excited to tell me they saw my flowers growing.This year, I am hoping to add a small vegetable garden. My parents always had a vegetable garden, and I hated being sent out to weed or pick the beans. Now as an adult I love to go out and dig in the dirt and feel a sense of accomplishment when I am done. I now appreciate the hard work and labor of love my parents went through to plan, plant and grow the garden. I hope some day my kids will too. (Although I hope they appreciate it a bit sooner than me!)