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The Secret Language of Weeds
The fragile, silvery strand caught a splinter of light, momentarily shimmering and glistening in the summer sun. As the wind began to roil and swirl, the spider’s silk became untethered, taking flight upon the breeze. An almost invisible moment became apparent. A shared secret to keep. The soil, in our yards…
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The Secret Language of Weeds
The fragile, silvery strand caught a splinter of light, momentarily shimmering and glistening in the summer sun. As the wind began to roil and swirl, the spider’s silk became untethered, taking flight upon the breeze. An almost invisible moment became apparent. A shared secret to keep. The soil, in our yards and gardens,…
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