Dandelions? I’m eternally fascinated with them.
Purple Dead-nettle? I think it’s beautiful
However, even I have limits. Thistles are tough on my bare feet and the dog’s tender toes.
And ants? I don’t mind them in the yard, but they’re never content to stay in the yard. They always want to move into the garage, or the kitchen, or the mailbox…
But it’s good to have limits, isn’t it? Otherwise life would dissolve into a mad, messy carnival of happiness.
On the other hand, thistles are quite pretty…