Yes, this is a post about a weed. Yes, I am bored. But it is also about paying attention, waiting, and allowing yourself to be surprised, to have your assumptions proved wrong.
I've mentioned the weeds in my back yard that scare me. Flat on the ground, they're foot-wide, dark green, fuzzy tarantulas. They get even more sinister as they grow taller. But that wasn't the end of the story. Turns out, if you wait long enough (several weeks), you will also discover that they bloom, and their flowers aren't too bad. Some kind of thistle? Still not the prettiest I've ever seen, but they're a lot better than they were. Moral: never judge a weed by its fur.
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