It always starts small.

A single flower planted near the sidewalk.
A neighbor walking by who says, “That’s beautiful.”
Then another neighbor adds a pot.
Someone else brings over seedlings.
Before long, what started as one little plant turns into a full-blown neighborhood garden.

It’s not just about the flowers.
It’s the conversations while pulling weeds.
The shared tools passed from porch to porch.
The kids learning the names of butterflies.
The quiet pride that comes with watching something grow — together.

Sometimes, community doesn’t need a grand plan.
Sometimes, it just needs one person to start — and a few others to say, “I’ll help."