Meet this sweet little daffodil. She comes back year after year despite her less than ideal growing circumstances. You see, she lives in a pile of garden waste. It’s just a big heap of twigs, weeds and old potting soil that I occasionally add to in the edge of the woods.

I like her bravery in the face of adversity and her fight to bloom and be beautiful in the most unlikely place. She’s got spunk!

She’s a survivor.

It gives new meaning to the phrase “bloom where you’re planted.”