Marigold.

No those are not waccy baccy leaves in this cheerful little faery's hair. Maybe they are Tomato leaves. Maybe they are Marigold leaves... yeass they look for all the world like the Marigold leaves in my front yard.

Of course they do.

I have been waiting a long time for them to flower or at least grow a big red tomato, but I am sure that they will produce some sort of something one day with dear little Marigold hovering over them in the hot hazey afternoon light.