If I were a more experienced gardener, I wouldn't have as much trouble distinguishing the weeds from the good stuff.
Weeds are really 'cheeky'....
They grow as if they belong.
They are pretty.
They even look like a plant you know.
But, because I'm not sure. Because I have longed to garden... Because loving the feel of the soil in my hands is in my blood... I look at the pretty ones and at the ones that look like they belong, and I pluck them from my garden.

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