I never understood the term "eye candy." Until the crimson clover bloomed at the squash patch.
Jenn and I spread handfuls of crimson clover seed last fall, hoping the plants would protect soil over the winter and add nutrients. But now I think the real reason to plant this crop is to feast my eyes on it. Now I have to mow it before it goes to seed. I feel a pang of sadness to remove such beauty from the world, but it was also my decision that brought it here in the first place. I'm glad to be in the cycle of beauty creation. Where do you create beauty?