Blue corn flowers flank the entrances to the east and west of the Apple Shed.  How did they select and grow in the right places.  I have heard a definition of wild flowers that says “they are flowers growing in the wrong places.”  Mine are just right.  Is it because I am wild? Are you in the right place and people think you are wild-eyed, wild haired?  Hans is going to translate a German song about the corn flowers; it is not on the internet in English.  Look for it soon.  Serendipity is at work in my garden and in my life and in yours, too; just look for it.  After all, it is the perspective!