Some call them flowers; I call 'em wild weeds. Flower or weed: Queen Anne's Lace is delicate and beautiful. I'm posting this image today, because these are the tallest ones I have ever seen. This particular morning these beauties, topping off at about 5 feet tall, were gently swaying in a smooth breeze and bright sunshine. It was fun to stumble upon this 'find'. Walking in a field of wildflowers and such always brings forth a very distinctive aroma, especially on very warm days. It takes me back to wide-open spaces of younger days. What aroma takes you back?