So everything took off and sprouted this spring. As it should. Among the various weeds in the grass I saw some tallish, very yellow flowers. From a distance, I assumed they'd be dandelions, except they seemed exceptionally yellow. I sauntered on over and saw this:
Lovely! For some reason "buttercup" popped into my head, so I googled up images of buttercup and decided that these were indeed buttercups. A little bit of research told me buttercups are Ranunculus sp. (with these particular ones possibly being R. acris). Well, buried in my brain was the tidbit that ranunculus are bulbs, so I decided to dig them up and plant them along the fronts of some of my beds.
I was feeling quite pleased with myself for not only noticing them, but figuring out what they are and doing something useful with them. Then I found another patch of them and felt extra-special. I transplanted them, too.
In a couple days, I'd found a couple more patches in the back yard and figured I could hold off on transplanting them. What can I say? The novelty had somewhat worn off.
Then, being more observant than normal, apparently, while driving out of the neighborhood, I noticed all along the sides of the road what I was pretty sure were more buttercup clumps. Huh.
Then, on the day we planted the trees, I found a bazillion clumps in our front yard. Hm.
I guess I'm not so special after all, as they seem to be everywhere. They're still pretty, though, so I'll likely transplant some more, but it's not like it's a pressing issue or that I have to worry about them disappearing on me.
If anyone wants any, let me know. I'll dig you up a clump. Well, if I can still find them; I don't know if they flower all summer or just in the spring. The foliage kinda blends in. But they're still up, right now. And they're super yellow. They almost seem to glow.
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