True story!- In the middle of a proper hay field tended by the farmer in such a way so that no wild thing should flourish, I find a brilliant patch of Queen Anne’s Lace reaching for the sky in all its weedful glory never the less. These are my people 
I’ve always loved Queen Anne’s Lace too. So pretty and delicate for a hardy weed.
Now that is a find that will lighten any weary heart. How very beautiful.
I bought Queen Anne’s Lace jelly at a Christmas bazaar in Gales Ferry. It was light and
flavorful and even pretty in the jar. Hope to find it again.
Wow! Perseverance. It guides us and encourages and inspires for certain. We all need a bit of Queen Anne’s Lace at our core!