Does Anyone Else Remember Doing This?

Does anyone else remember what it was like being a child and seeing a Dandelion as something beautiful?  I loved Dandelions.  I had no idea why anyone wouldn’t want a lawn covered with beautiful little yellow flowers.  I am sure I was even the kid who would pick them and make little bouquets in my hand.  Maybe I was one of a kind.  I also loved when Dandelions turned into white fluff.  I loved to pick those and blow as hard as I could and watch all the little white fluffs float away.  Yes, I was the kid who didn’t know that by blowing on those, I was helping more (what I thought were lovely) Dandelions to grow.  Those were magical times.

I grew up, and now I am one of those homeowners who curse the never ending Dandelions that seem to pop up around the yard and garden.  It seems no matter how many times I dig them out, the next year they come in bigger and worse.  I decided recently that maybe I need to not get so angry about them.  I may need to remember what it was like to have the perspective of a child.  What if I thought of my dandelions as a pretty little yellow flower that I get to have in my yard until the weed and feed works?  Attitude is everything right?  Dandelion fluffs are magical right?  I will be honest, it was really fun picking one and blowing on the fluff again.

(Picture taken by my awesome husband who was willing to do a photo experiment with me.  My adventures with that experiment will be another blog post.)