The tiny flowers are appearing and causing their usual annoyances: (1) To see them well, we have to get down on our rickety knees and then get back up somehow, and (2) we’re not sure of the names of many of these cuties and, quite a few don’t seem to fit the descriptions in the field guides and online resources.

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Oh well, perhaps beauty is best when it is part of a mystery. (Brooklin, Maine)

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