See them tumbling down
Pledging their love to the ground
Lonely but free I'll be found
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.
-The Sons Of The Pioneers
Woke up to a cloudy, dreary, rainy day this morning. Just the kind of day to curl up on the couch with a good book and ignore the rest of the world. And, since I don't want to leave you without anything to read, I direct you to this story in today's Denver Post; Tumbleweeds may soak up toxics. Who would have thought tumbleweeds could be useful.
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