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Festive!


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Little Russian thistle, little tumbleweed, I see you here at my feet. You are so pretty and gaily colored! It seems you are looking up at me. What do you wish for?

I wish to be a Christmas tree, to be part of a family with joy and laughter and children playing beside me. I wish to give gifts and help make dreams come true. I wish for magic to dust all around me with snowflakes making dreams come true.

But you are just a weed, and you have thorns.

I have seen the children ’round their Christmas trees and sometimes they cry out that they’ve gotten poked by sharp needles. How am I different?

Well, you are small and you grow anywhere.

Isn’t there more delight in that? I don’t take up much room to be sure. But I also don’t require any care. As to growing anywhere, doesn’t that make me very convenient? I see that people are very rushed this time of year. They might like my ease.

No one will notice you. A Christmas tree beckons with brightness and wonder.

You saw me. Why?

Hmmm. I was caught up in my thoughts, and sometimes looking at nature brings me peace.

Have I given you a gift of peace then?

Ha! I suppose you have!

May I be your Christmas Tree? I feel it may snow tonight.

You are convincing little one….Little tumbleweed, so pretty and bright, you can be my Christmas tree tonight! I shall come back when the snowflakes are falling.

Oh yes! Do! And please come back in your dreams.

Yes, I shall. And when I find myself longing for a bit of peace, I shall return. What can I call you?

You may call me Isabelle. It means, my God is bountiful.

Happy Holidays from all, large and small, prickly and soft. xo

We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be. Please come back again for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like. Even better, look down at the world that teems with life and meaning. It is right at your feet!

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This entry was published on December 22, 2016 at 8:40 am. It’s filed under Baby Weed, Beauty, beginnings, Christmas, hope, Imagination, Joy, Magic, Nature, Russian Thistle, tumbleweed, Weeds and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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