This is my spot, my patch of earth, my crack in the ground. This is my hole into which I fit, odd shaped peg that I am. Oh, how I rejoice!
The wind blew me here. How fortunate I am that my spot fits me so true.
Ah! The wind, here it comes again! It blows me and I – I – I- I totter.
I thought I was planted, but I am just stuck. Ha, the jokes on me!
Life for a weed has much to do with perspective. Same is true for me. How about you?
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.
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