In the summers here the dandelions grow like crazy. They are everywhere. And on my way to our mailbox- which is a good piece from our home- dandelions, black-eyed susans, and purple weeds grow like bushes. I've never had the patience or time to cultivate bushes of roses, beds of tulips, or bunches of dandelions. I used to try to plant and most of what I planted would fail. I used to wonder why. I think some people have a gift and a love for growing domestic flowers. And then some people have hearts that grow just as untamed as the wildflowers. And that is where my heart belongs.