The people in the cabin at the end of the road at the lake we visit each summer have planted wildflowers to combat the inevitable weeds. Every year, the flowers get more prolific and the weeds get less and less. And the weeds that are there? Don't even know 'em. They're outnumbered. I fell in love with this little beauty. Of course, I have no idea what it is. Anyone have any ideas?
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