Just around the bend from 100 Hands Cave, this thistle beautified the barbed wire, cyclone fence and freeway overpass. There are no barriers where weeds are concerned. Ten minutes later the clouds opened up and drenched concrete and mud alike. The thistle drank deeply.
I am inspired by things that grow in the ground and blow in the wind. I like to play in the dirt, especially when planting something, and can talk to trees. I like to look closely at things that at first seem small, insignificant, dried out, or contrary. Weeds may not welcome me with swollen blossoms, but the visual treasure they offer up, are well worth a look. Do you agree? I hope that these images of the oft-overlooked pest of our gardens and yards may give to you some delight, hope, or a new thought to make your daily journey just a little bit more inspired.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.
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