14 thoughts on “forgetting”

  1. The legend was that a guy fell into a raging torrent (or over a cliff) while holding forget me nots. He tossed the flowers back to his love and yelled “Forget me not.” My story is a bit different:
    The plant develops nasty little burrs that cover your pants, socks and shoelaces if you come anywhere near themβ€” and they are a pain to remove. Once you’ve done it a few times, you do not forget it! πŸ™‚ –Curt


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