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I don't know what the name of those blue flowers that sprout up in every untended spot in our area. Usually they are right alongside Queen Anne's Lace. Well, I always think about painting them, even though they are 'weeds'... my son Conor, when he was about 6 scolded me for weeding once by telling me "Mom, those are nice plants! There's no such thing as a weed - it's just a plant that grew by accident!".... and that, I guess applies to all sorts of things I take for granted in my life! I think tomorrow - some sort of coffee or tea cup theme...
