Once upon a time, I bought a potted pansy at a nursery. I enjoyed it, and then planted it in one of the front gardens. And every year since then, it has reseeded itself and blossomed. It likes my yard, and it's here to stay.
I have a good friend who comes to visit every so often, and she stays, too. She always says she has somewhere she needs to go and something she needs to do, but we chat and drink Cokes and she lingers. She tells me that she likes it here, but she doesn't need to tell me that. Just staying tells me that. I can't think of a nicer compliment.
Here's to happy plants and friends who stay.