Desiree has discovered hollyhocks. This is not necessarily a good thing.
She first spotted the hollyhocks
(of various colors) growing along a fence in an alley in Three Forks, Montana. “What is that flower?” she asked.
“Those are hollyhock,” I told
her. I then made the mistake of saying:
“We can take a closer look at them if you want.”
“I want,” she said.
When we approached the flowers
on foot, Desiree saw the plants were displaying both new flowers and clusters
of mature seeds. Within a few seconds,
Desiree started walking down the row of hollyhock collecting handfuls of seeds. She made conscious efforts to gather seeds
from plants of every color.
“Technically, that’s stealing,”
I suggested.
Desiree smiled. “But they are pretty.”
“True. Go for it.”
Desiree and the Stolen
Hollyhock Seeds
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