“You belong among the wildflowers,
You belong in a boat out at sea,
Sail away, kill off the hours,
You belong somewhere you feel free.” — Tom Petty
I often forget that once things start to cool off around this swamp, a second growing season appears out of nowhere. I was doing a little walking with that dog when I saw this wildflower. How could I not? So, I did.
The flower isn’t quite what it seems as you look at the picture. Even the already open flowers are about the size of my pinkie nail. Little, tiny things. Really beautiful things. Very yellow things.
Petty’s song? He wrote the entire album after his divorce. In “Wildflowers,” he was telling his ex-wife that even though he did love her, it was really time to move on. As far as he goes, I’m still sad at his passing. It happened so quickly.
This pretty little bright yellow wildflower goes a long way towards making me and — hopefully — everybody else feel good today.