I wandered out toward the woods garden to see what kind of wild blooming I might find…and lo! There it was. It has been there since long before this project began, a remnant of what I found when I planted much of what has gone native now. Everything that was planted with their Latin names fresh on my tongue…now I can’t remember most of the common names, though I am happy to see them all in bloom and so obviously thriving. If I sit quietly for awhile, the names will all come back, but for now, I’m going to just revel in the mystery of a guitar showing up nestled in the flowers of the wild-ish.