I shall color myself, adorn myself, decorate to welcome the possibility of love that I hope may come to me. I am a simple low growing weed. I have simple needs and a simple grace that belies my delicate and complex hopeful heart. I ache to be noticed, to touch, to caress, to soothe and be soothed. My velvet leaves are tinged with rouge to attract my unknown visitors, whether they be butterflies or bees. I am not picky; I shall delight in whomever comes my way. I know that I am not alone in my desire to be one with another, for I see all those surrounding me stretching and arching and bending gracefully in a dance of anticipation designed to catch the eye and heart of their beloved. May love come to you today and give you moments of delight!
Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.