Weeds are Pretty Too

I remember when I was younger being so very frustrated whenever my mom would ask me to weed the garden. I didn't find the work pleasurable, although I did enjoy the peace and quiet of the outdoors -- so I would tend to let my mind wander and not pull many weeds -- but the other problem I had, is I found everything in the garden to be beautiful! I couldn't tell the difference between the weeds and the flowers. I can remember a few times when I argued with my mom about whether or not something was a weed, and only finally acquiescing because the flower guide was on her side. I still didn't want to pull the little growers up, though.

This picture is part of a series of shots I took on June 15, 2009 while visiting my parents.