Our garden surprised me when I get back from work yesterday. By the sight of it, the gardener has been here. Once in a while, Mrs. M the gardener comes around to give our garden a make-over. We like our garden, but we just do not have the patience nor the skills to do the dirty job.
This is a very small wildflower forcing its way out between the bricks. It looks rather huge in this photograph because of the perspective in which the subject is taken. Traditionally speaking, this flower falls under the category of weed. Most gardeners and and garden owners find weeds to be undesirable that must be pulled-out. They do not belong to the architecture of the garden. But I find this little wildflower to be so gorgeous. It seems delicate. At the same time, I wonder whether it is still gorgeous and delicate when it has grown out of control; when it engulfed the whole garden; when culture (garden) is overwhelmed by nature (weeds)?