Dandelions certainly erupt suddenly on our lawns, don't they?
I'm a fan of that much-maligned flower, so cheerfully-colored.
Maybe it's just the kid in me remembering seeing if my friends 'liked butter, on their chins, popping off yellow heads with a flick of my thumb, and blowing the delicate white parachute seeds.
When I was little, "flower" meant "dandelion." They are, I suppose, the poor relations of showier flowers. But you know what they say about poor people.
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Dandelions certainly erupt suddenly on our lawns, don't they?
I'm a fan of that much-maligned flower, so cheerfully-colored.
Maybe it's just the kid in me remembering seeing if my friends 'liked butter, on their chins, popping off yellow heads with a flick of my thumb, and blowing the delicate white parachute seeds.
Hah! Isn't that (this) the truth, Bill. Love this - again. You'd think I would get tired of saying that.
Warren
Oooops!
__We're in the dandelion patch, you and I! I like yours better! _m
You must be on my lawn. They are just starting to pop up.
Adelaide
this has spring written all over but it also reminds me of Michael McClintock's poppies
excellent!
We are not yet there, Bill. But, look :
my neighbour
takes them for dandelions -
coltsfoot everywhere
When I was little, "flower" meant "dandelion." They are, I suppose, the poor relations of showier flowers. But you know what they say about poor people.
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