Spring time is busting out all over. Almost over night trees are budding and in bloom, dead grass is green again, and flowers are blooming in strange places. I have a kind affection for yellow buttercups that bloom in random locations. I often wonder how those flowers got there.
In the countryside there are usually one of two reasons why a buttercup is blooming in the middle of a field. First, it could be a reminder each year of the old house that once stood there long ago. The house might be gone by momma's flower bed still blooms. Second, an animal could have ate the flower and pooped the bulb out in the middle of the field.
It doesn't matter how it got there, but the buttercup blooming in the middle of the field does teach those who choose to look at it a lesson. It doesn't matter if you were planted there or you landed there after a series of strange events you got to bloom where you are planted!
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