Knee Deep in Weeds

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bitter nightshade

Bitter nightshade, found winding its way through an old apple tree.

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“Even now, with the natural world in so much trouble—even now, with the patterns of my daily life changing in ways I don’t always welcome or understand—radiant things are bursting forth in the darkest places, in the smallest nooks and deepest cracks of the hidden world. I mean to keep looking every single day until I find them.”

― Margaret Renkl, The Comfort of Crows: A Backyard Year