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I saw what some would call a weed and others a wildflower with its seed clumps looking like cotton balls. As we sat in the Lupine Field, we watched the seeds floating on the wind like mini helicopters looking for fertile ground. I thought of ideas that take flight looking for a place to grow.
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By Michael R. HathawayI saw what some would call a weed and others a wildflower with its seed clumps looking like cotton balls. As we sat in the Lupine Field, we watched the seeds floating on the wind like mini helicopters looking for fertile ground. I thought of ideas that take flight looking for a place to grow.
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