On our walk yesterday, I noticed these cactusesque plants growing down by the river. They intrigued me, but as it was a typical outing for me, I didn't have my camera. Today, whilst enjoying the repartee of our family get-together, I remembered that I was intrigued, so I hikes my body out to the river and take this picture. Okay, quit that yawning. It was upon closer observation that I saw it. I grew up with it. (Okay, okay, I got older with it.). I loved it as a child and I love it as an older child. It struck me. If I hadn't gone back to take a second look, I would never have seen it. I just assumed a weed was a weed was a weed. How wrong initial impressions can be. Because there was something haunting about it, a return visit disclosed it's true identity. Can you see it in the picture below? Beep! Beep! You are loved!