Weekly Photo Challenge: Nostalgic

There is something about yellow hollyhocks that always speaks of nostalgia to me.

Perhaps it’s the flower, perhaps it’s the color, perhaps it’s the memory of feeding the seeds from my grandpas flowers to his chickens.

Whatever it is, the sight of my own hollyhocks blooming in front of the barn had me jumping off the lawnmower for a quick photo break.

Not that I needed much convincing.

Hollyhocks give me warm fuzzy feelings.

Lawns care just make me grumpy.