In fact the woods seem filled with flowers I'll spot during spring and summer if I slow down for a moment and look for them.
But the odd thing is that I don't remember any wildflowers from the place I used to live. I'm sure it had some but it had mostly been tilled for farming. I'm thankful for the food it produced, but the opportunity to explore woods left in their natural state—but with a well-tending walking path—have given me a much better appreciation for nature.
Sadly, I know, that without that walking path for ease of access, I wouldn't have discovered the wildflowers. They would have been forever hidden from me and I wouldn't have even suspected their presence.