“Mom, I picked you the first flowers of spring,” said my four-year old daughter excitedly. I took the flowers and put them in a small vase in the middle of the kitchen table.
“There,” I said, “aren’t they lovely?”
“Yes,” she replied as she happily skipped off to play.
And so began a yearly tradition with us. Each year, to this very day, my daughter still brings me the first flowers of spring. She is now 21 years old, with two children of her own, and she is teaching them to pick flowers for grandma.
The first day of spring will arrive soon and I will have my vase ready and waiting. I can hear it now ….
“Grandma, flowers,” says the two-year old.
“More flowers grandma,” says the four-year old, not to be outdone as he brings in more flowers.
I arrange the flowers in a vase and the grandchildren head off to play again. Everyone calls these little yellow flowers weeds, but to us they are the first flowers of spring.
They will actually look like little lions soon, with their white mane blowing gently in the summer breeze. It is then that we will pick them, blow hard, and watch them drift away to create more flowers.
The scientific name for these yellow flowers is Taraxacum officinale, but we prefer to call them Dandy Lions.
The wolf will live with the lamb, the leopard will lie down with the goat, the calf and the lion and the yearling together; and a little child will lead them.
Dear Virginia, Thank you for your comment on my site; I actually took that to my Bible study that night and read it outloud. God does have many names, even more than these! I think that the universe's couldn't hold all the wonderful names and discriptions of our Mighty Creator and Father.
Oh, and of course!!! I enjoyed your Dandy Lions story so much! You sound like such a sweet Grama!!!!
God blessing are for you!