I went outside to get my newspaper this morning, and took a walk through my garden. If you stick with me, you will take many a stroll through my garden with me. But, even though the roses are blooming and the hydrangeas are budding up, would you believe it was the buttercups behind the barn that caught my eye this morning?
There's just something about those little, glossy flowers. Maybe it's their happy faces, or the way they cluster close to the ground. Or maybe it's simply because they have the word butter in their name. Yes, if you stick me, you'll also find that I love butter, in all it's forms.