Wildflowers and Weeds

To the north of Paris, not far from CDG Airport there are stretches of fields bordered by wildflowers, I am particularly partial to the time of summer when the wild poppies are blooming, that Monet celebrated so thoroughly with his "Coquelicots". Farther off in the field, and stretching away into the distance, another form of weed grows, insidious, omni-present, difficult to eradicate.

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