A tumbleweed laying randomly in a parking lot. I love tumbleweeds. I think they are such neat little plants. They just grow, die, dry up and roll away, maybe for miles, maybe hundreds of miles, who knows.
I once, as a kid, thought it would be a great idea if I took a tumbleweed and put it on a fire.
I burned off my eyebrows, eye lashes and bangs. Turns out it was not such a good idea.
Anyway, here's one I happened upon just this week at the place where this tumbleweed met the end of its journey. Well, at least until the wind changes direction.
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