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Interpreting the Secret Language of Weeds
The air was slight and gauzy one day, and leaden and damp the next as Spring fought to get a foot hold. Nevertheless, trees were beginning to leaf out as spring ephemerals faded, and plants were pushing forth green shoots and buds. Unfortunately, weeds were only too quick to…
Interpreting the Secret Language of Weeds
The air was slight and gauzy one day, and leaden and damp the next as Spring fought to get a foot hold. Nevertheless, trees were beginning to leaf out as spring ephemerals faded, and plants were pushing forth green shoots and buds. Unfortunately, weeds were only too quick to…
Interpreting the Secret Language of Weeds
The air was slight and gauzy as tufts of feathery cotton, like snow, sailed upon the breeze before settling to the ground where it fleeced the lawn, and filled every crevice, attempting to set seed. Cottonwoods. from miles away, had entrusted the wind with its next generation, and…
The Secret Language of Weeds
The air was gauzy and slight until the fog slithered in on its belly, leaching into every crevice, swallowing the landscape whole. The constant rain and gray skies had begun to loom large over our yards and gardens, like a soggy, itchy blanket. Irritating both humans and plants alike. Weeds,…