| autumn deepens ... these tiny pink flowers on my wildest weeds  |
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Very cute, Gabi. They remind me of the embroidery of old women.
Thanks for visiting, Ella !
They have a capacity to grow, not like a grandmother but like a 20 year old sprinter ... :o)
GABI
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