I love Volunteers

It's been a long day working in the garden my hands are cold and muddy. The rain came down just like the news said it would. A few drop at first to give you a little warning and then it poured down for couple of minutes. The rain was cold each drop smacking my back like someone tapping with there finger saying silently get out. Then after some house work the sun came out and dried it all up. I went back out to the herb bed and looked to pick some fresh Basil it smelled so good the aroma put me in a good mood. I turned to roll back to the house and something caught my eye. This wonderful little volunteer had pop up in my life and it made my day. A wonderful little sprig of fennel the one true volunteer of the fall. This was nice to see I had no hope in the fall of a a plant popping up on it's own. The Garden is the one true place that gives me happiness all year long even on the coldest days.

Herb bed

 

Deceitful weed

Brandywine my favorite