As any New Englander will tell you, spring is much better after a long winter. Everything comes back to life, and that includes the weeds. I love lawns this time of year, before people rouse their lawnmowers. The weeds grow tall and in rosettes, and flower and seed - a suburban tallgrass prairie. A few photos from my pedestrian commute:
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