Imagine sitting in a field, holding a dandelion up to the warm African sun, and blowing to scatter dozens of seeds; like hopes, dreams, and wishes that you may have.
We have so many of these spring up in our gardens that our first instinct is to rip them out without a second thought. It's strange though how differently we respond to them in fields. In fields they're beautiful. We pick them and admire their delicate construction. They make us feel nostalgic. We blow on them to see the seeds take to the air in the most relaxing manner. We marvel at these perfectly-crafted seed-distributing machines.
Isn't our love/hate relationship to these plants so very strange?
Kathy S
Lovely photograph. Before I read your text the sun and seed head made me smile and think how beautiful and clever nature is. I will try to be as sunny and light as this has made me feel for the rest of the day – thank you. Happy New Year.
mjw
This year I decided to let them grow in my garden. Why not? They’re very pretty (as are the yellow flowers).
Weeds are only in the eye of the beholder.
Paul
Post authorKathyS, that’s so cool. The image really does have a happy-dreamy feel about it. And, yes!, we live in a wonderfully-well constructed world. It’s amazing.
mjw, that’s so cool. I did too, but then my garden services chopped ’em. You’re right – the eye of the beholder. Buy a couple of bags of wild flowers and spread them over your lawn in August – it’ll be awesome.
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