One very vigorous weed seed just needed that tiny crack in the sidewalk pavement.
Soon a small bud emerged into the sunlight.
The rains came and went.
The weeks past.
The leaves and stems grew.
About a month later the tall stalks had crowded clusters of white blossoms.
Next the seed pods appeared soon after the blossoms faded.
And each tiny seed sought some suitable soil.
This cycle of nature made another round.
Just as it has for untold millenniums.
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