The other day, while returning from a days drive over to the far western part of the state, I drove by a section of road a few miles out of town where the landowner had posted a homemade sign stating, "Do not spray. Fruit Trees." I made a wish as I went by that those who worked for the state would appreciate this and listen. I did not extrapolate with concern over my own wildflower strewn roadside; it didn't cross my mind that anyone would be down our township road to spray, or for that matter mow. How naive I can be.
Buddy and I have, also, been appreciating the changing wildflowers while on our walks. Earlier, several wild iris were along our regular route, not to mention the meadow full of buttercups. Now, there's a tangle of wildflowers that make the days feel sunny even when they're not.
Seeing these wildflowers gives you a sense of just how proliferative nature can and will be when left to her own devices.