When the early Autumn hillside behind the house was covered with flowers, and seed heads of grass danced among them, I gathered a big armful of the bounty. Enough for two large bouquets. One bouquet remained at home, and the second one went to the clothing store where my youngest daughter was working. The crew there was cool, and I liked them. Since they worked inside all day, I thought they might enjoy a bit of our hillside meadow. One young woman looked at the wild bouquet and told me "them is weeds".