So oxalis is, technically, a
weed. Here, at least, it is an
invasive species. But I love its
yellow flowers, so it doesn’t seem like a weed to me.
There’s a metaphor there. Weediness is in the eye of the
beholder. Our “weaknesses” can be
our strengths. Maybe we grow in
spite of efforts to root us out.
Maybe we persist in flowering in unlikely venues. Maybe we network to get strong.