The hills were alive with wildflowers
And I was as wild, even wilder than they
For at least I could run, they just died in the sun
And I refused to just wither in place

Just a wild mountain rose, needing freedom to grow
So I ran fearing not where I'd go
When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
Wildflowers don't care where they grow

And the flowers I knew in the fields where I grew
Were content to be lost in the crowd
They were common and close, I had no room for growth
I wanted so much to branch out

I uprooted myself from home ground and left
Took my dreams and I took to the road
When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
Wildflowers don't care where they grow

I grew up fast and wild and I never felt right
In a garden so different from me
I just never belonged, I just longed to be gone
So the garden, one day, set me free

Hitched a ride with the wind and since he was my friend
I just let him decide where we'd go
When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
Wildflowers don't care where they grow



by dolly parton, done with emmylou harris and linda ronstadt

thank you everyone....


i have spring fever big time

and i love this song...

i'm aching for a road trip

but with prices of gasoline


I'll be happy on my nice, sweet

long bicycle road trip today


and a chance to work out the kinks

and lose a few pounds of winter weight

beep

You can come visit me in Arkansas...may take awhile if you ride your bike!!!!

honk honk

oh, i would love to visit you in Arkansas


and so some serious gardening too...



wooo hoo...


maybe by 2009, i'll get there !!!


if i ride my bike

I'm getting ready to start some serious gardening and fruit trees are blooming. ....so come on.....if you ever came to where I live you would never leave....peaceful and away from everything.....

I'm getting ready to start some serious gardening and fruit trees are blooming. ....so come on.....if you ever came to where I live you would never leave....peaceful and away from everything.....

oooooohhh man that would be so nice.....



all my beautiful flowers here

that I work so hard

to keep lovely in the city




and so many lowlife piggy people

use it as a garbage can , and an ashtray



do you happen to have a quaint

little granny flat on your land ???


if so, i'll be right there ....next flight out


i would love to spend the rest of my life in tranquility


and in the middle of the orchards & nature