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This is a picture I took a couple of weeks ago.  I love it so much.  These are wild flowers (some may call them weeds...but they are WILD flowers) that grow and take over, sort of like the bluebonnets here, in Texas.  They cover an area like a blanket.  They are so bright and beautiful.  To me, Spring isn't about the nice potted plants, or the "well known" Spring flowers or trees...it is about the flowers that grow and thrive in the wild!  The ones that no matter what kind of soil or (lack of) water they have, they are still beautiful.


Enjoy!

~  Dee

**This picture was taken with my Nikon 3100.

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