|Minnesota Lady Slipper|
Have you ever wished someone didn't do you a favor?
We have a very humble cabin about 120 miles away from the Twin Cities with an intentionally wild landscape. We drive up there as often as we can but we're not there enough to do the grounds care that we would like to do. Over the years we have been very fortunate that the retired landscape worker that lives nearby has volunteered to rake up our leaves and branches and mow the small area that still has grass.
Unfortunately, one year he made the mistake of cutting down our small, fragile Lady Slipper plant and it never grew back.
I miss that plant. Every year I walk over to where it grew and fantasize that I see a new bud returning. But it hasn't happened yet.