August 24, 2020
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Look at those tiny white flowers growing up tall, in between my two pink, flowering bushes. Do you see a weed? Or do you see a flower? I never planted this and it is growing wild.
This year has changed the way that I look at things. I am trying to see the beauty in everything. Every day. I am calling this wild weed a beautiful flower that worked hard to grow taller than my pink bushes. I am going to let it keep growing and blooming!! Wouldn't you? Now if only the rest of my weeds were this beautiful!
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