Our backyard had not been mowed for six months. As a result, an urban meadow sprouted. Some people use the term weed in a negative way, but to me, weeds are beautiful.
The falling maple seeds look like butterflies or UFOs.
A sparrow chomping on a plump green caterpillar. That caterpillar will not turn into a butterfly this summer, but it will help to create a baby bird.
Two wild bunnies binking with each other; jumping, playing, flipping. It looked like so much fun. Then they snacked on clovers and groomed themselves. Very sweet bunny love.
Alas, my urban meadow has been mowed...so sad.
a weed that is no more
