i have sat here for half an hour and decided there is nothing interesting to say about clover. everything likes to eat it. it makes a clear and beautiful honey.  if you find the one in a million, it might give you good luck. if you’re lost in the wilderness, it might save your life. farmers have used it for centuries to replenish the soil. it is what my husband looks for in the fall when he’s grouse hunting. it grows flower heads like white and violet torches. and when you plunge your nose into a bouquet of clover, it smells like lilacs. i rest my case. there is nothing interesting to say about clover.

bouquet of clover blossoms

vadnais lake, saint paul, minnesota