Back in June, we went home to Iowa to visit my dad. Behind his house, is a field which has always been a favorite wandering place for me. (Well, not so much in my early childhood since it was woods and kind of scary, but if all the kids were running in there to play, I'd follow along.) In more recent years, the person who owns the field has planted a wildflower garden in it. Now, it definitely calls to me. I find the most interesting things in that meadow. Ladybugs, fireflies and spiders are only the beginning. Just don't ask me what that fly at the bottom is. He's cool though.