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The whole plant is already there…how wonderful 🙂
I think they are equally beautiful in that state.
Plantin’ seeds. Yep, we should make like Johnny Appleseed and plant seeds wherever we treed in this life!
That’s what I say about my Pre~Teen Sunday School and Kid’s Church…”I’m plantin’ seeds!!!”
God bless your day sweetie! :o)
Oh, BTW…the picture is phenomenal!!!
Beautiful photo!