I share this with you, my peace, my victory, my joy, my spirit. It is our connection. We might act and dress and speak very differently, almost incomprehensibly so. We may seem as aliens to one another, as different as night and day. We might be separated by half a world – so far that no bridge could span the gap, or just across the field, or across the room, or perhaps you are in the car next to me, separated by air and music and steel, plastic and glass. No matter the space in between, we are connected, because at our roots we are all the same. We both hold dear our seeds and dreams for the future. We work to make things better for those we love. We stand up tall when we are able and we are victorious when our souls soar in gladness. So I share with you my victory, my peace and I invite you into my happiness. I wish for you to do the same. From one hippie to another, “Peace man – pass it around”.
With thorns I adorn. Here’s to peace love and understanding. Thank you weeds.
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.