I saw this thistle pushing up through the roadway and suddenly in my mind's eye I rushed back into the past.
When my siblings and I were small we used these thistle flowers to pretend we were shaving like Dad. Yep--I know, we were just kids--and I was a girl, but it was so much fun to whisk that purple brush around in the bottom of a cup of suds, then whirl it onto our smooth beardless chins. Dad made shaving his face look like so much fun.
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