I wandered down this path this morning, eager to spot an artistically bent stem or an artfully curled leaf, perhaps even a weed blossom posing perfectly. But what I chanced upon was even more fun! I happened upon a mystery and an adventure! On this path, someone else had tread and with whimsy had made it their own. Two carefully constructed and well placed cairns now mark this place as one to come back to. One “tri-level” cairn beckons across the path at the “flat topped” one, and back and forth across the path they stare.
As soon as I saw these two stone markers I wondered if there were more, so I practically skipped down the dirt path and around the bend to find out. I found filarees and foxtails, fiddlenecks, horehound and thistles, and other broad leafed weeds, but there were no more cairns. Requiring no evidence whatsoever I came to the dramatic conclusion that these two cairns must be the “last of their species”. Who came here before me, and what imaginary tale played in their head when they decided to construct these two stone markers? Will they return? Will they add more?
A thought has just occurred to me. A game, something silly and fun. I think I shall go back tomorrow and the next day, and the next. Each day that I return to this treasured spot I shall erect a cairn of my own, and I shall continue down this path until a mysterious cairn garden is in place. You, my weed loving friends are in on the secret. We shall experience together the growing pains of our stone garden and we will watch it flourish!
Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.