I have found that trying to raise wildflowers..........is much like raising children

I adore all wildflowers because of their various and unique features...........

and they grow abundantly on the grounds, but not close enough, I feel,  for my flower beds........

so  I am constantly digging them up from the space they want to stay in........

and transplanting them close to my home......smothering them with care and affection......

just like a mother pulls her child from a place that he is interested in to keep him close,

and just like a child........the wildflowers prefer to be left alone and let to choose their own space and surroundings. 

and after awhile, I begin to understand........and let them be........

sigh

the woods are beginning to get overgrown from all of the rains and looking at them, 

one might think that nothing is there.......but overgrown brush.........

but come with me...........take a look..........

at a glance this is nothing but a scraggly and unkempt bush ........

but any scraggly lady still  loves her jewels.....

and this Texas native is adorned in colorful berries. 

The yucca is also thorny and plain during some months......

but in early spring.........

they have a heavy hairdo of blossoms............

which turn into large pods.........

and then dry, open up, and spill out hundreds of seed.

More beautiful wildflowers have found the perfect spot to bloom.......

and wild vines cling and grow up an old mesquite tree that is also covered in moss.

Sophie has spied something........

a thorny headed , horned toad.......

in the middle of it's  "ant lunch"

(click on photos for a better view)

and it looks as if it is wanting us to go away.

out of the woods and into a little more tame part of yard,

the pumpkin vines are starting to get those big ear leaves that I love.........

and my grandmother's Lantana  is blooming in the garden,

happy that I planted it there.