Daisies, simple and fine

It's the single daisy which catches my eye; not the flouncy, floppy, double and over hybridized daisy




If you want more daisies, just toss their spent flower heads wherever you want them to grow.


Mine grow everywhere, . . . "beside the lake beneath the trees, fluttering and dancing in the breeze" (Wadsworth).


And down the lane, along the fence, by the wall, along the stone path, by the chicken coop, by the barn, by the Misthaufen (what is a Misthaufen you ask?). Let me know when you figure it out.


Have a lovely weekend, my dear blogging friends.


Gina