Plant and attempt to cultivate something in these desert rocks and it will soon die, but weeds, unattended, grow and thrive. Is this some sort of life-defining metaphor?
Plant and attempt to cultivate something in these desert rocks and it will soon die, but weeds, unattended, grow and thrive. Is this some sort of life-defining metaphor?
One person’s weed….
Happy holidays to you and Vicki.
Looking forward to your stunning photography in 2017.
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Great thoughts and picture! Makes one wonder, doesn’t it?
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I have come to accept “weeds” as part of God’s work; they seem to have a purpose on this Earth, too.
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natures niches—wonders
confounds all naturalist—
eye candy for some
Happy new year – Mick
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