Photo 365 #267

dandyDandelions are such happy flowers.  When I was little, I loved picking dandelion bouquets for my parents.  Despite their weedy status, I loved them.  As a matter of fact, I still do, even though they’re threatening to take over my yard.

But really, is there any sight quite as joyful as a field of dandelions?  If there is, I’d like to see it.

It must be the color.  Yellow is such a happy color, and after a long winter, dandelions are like little spots of sunshine appearing to remind us all that there’s more to life than snow and gray and endless cold.  Dandelions are symbols of hope, and Suzanne Collins wasn’t the first to think so.

Anyway, Thumper and Cricket are enamored with dandelions at the moment, and it’s got me thinking about childhood and wonder and seeing the magic in the everyday.  Yesterday, Thumper picked a dandelion bouquet for me, and it graced the table till well after supper, even though the blooms had closed up by then.  I just hadn’t the heart to throw them out.  He took so much joy in picking those bright little flowers and then carting them all over the yard – they were his new best friends.  They climbed trees together, they chased cats together, they ran themselves ragged together.

I don’t have a whole lot to add to that at the moment; I’m too brain-dead to come up with a decent ending to this post.  Brain-deadness has become my new best friend, and it’s one I could really do without.  Hopefully the solution to this problem is right around the corner.

In the meantime, may your weekend be filled sunshine, whether in the sky or in the ground.  Have a great one!

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6 thoughts on “Photo 365 #267

  1. Roger says:

    Over here, as kids we were always told that if we touched dandelions we wouldn’t stop going to the toilet for a week. Complete nonsense of course but the story still persists. If you want some more – my front lawn is covered with the little blighters. Take your pick, but be close to the toilet.

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