“In the meadow grass
The innocent white daisies blow,
The dandelion plume doth pass
Vaguely to and fro,
The unquiet spirit of a flower
that hath too brief an hour
Ellen Mackay Hutchinson (1933)
(image – Distress Jewell Flickr)
Filed under Dandelion, Flowers, Grass, Poetry
That’s it! I think you’ve made the dandelion no longer a weed! The land-of-dandelions owes you their gratitude. Lesson received with thanks.
Now, really really, I gotta sleep.
HaHa, right…people like us don’t sleep…we have to much on our mind…HeHe
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