I know it's just a weed, and likely some farmer's nuisance to boot, but that doesn't keep me from being struck by its uniqueness and beauty enough to photograph milkweed in autumn. Besides, there's nostalgia for me in this common plant. I used to pick its leaves to feed ravenous Monarch caterpillars on their way to becoming butterflies, stare in fascination at the milky sap that oozed from the stem wounds and break open the pods for the scaly seed "fish" inside which made wonderful exotic additions to outdoor "soups" we children concocted.
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