"Spring grew into summer, and the rhythm of my life now included Nell. I carried Christian with me as I gathered sticks, piling branches into the bundles I carried on my back to the village that night. Nell’s secret thyme beds and her mint were deep in the woods, out by the chuckling stream that disappeared underground. She danced in the sunlight and the shade." — from the novel Sinful Folk
.I am a wild flower. But if you know how to grow me then you will know im never gone unless you constantly poison me.... or you can fertilize me and have a beautiful garden!!!!!!!! And will never leave!!!!!!