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Dandelion, it’s a single word that can conjure up so many memories.
A Sunday School picnic in a meadow that appears to be dappled with yellow sunshine, but wait..it’s dandelions! Memories of making dandelion chains with my friends and setting up a jewelry stand with the extravagant necklaces and bracelets we made. Dandelions were the flower of choice on the school yard when you wanted to pick flowers for the teacher. That teacher would place your handful of cheery weeds into a little cup on her desk and you’d feel so important to have something you gave her set in a place of honor. So many soft delicate dandelion heads that were used to make a wish and then scattered by the gust of a child’s breath.
I remember one particular summer when a friend and I decided to become entrepreneurs and we went door to door offering to pick our neighbors’ dandelions for a cent per head. We came home with buckets full of dandelions which we proceeded to make into garlands and necklaces. It was a short lived business as dandelion jewelry goes out of style rather quickly as they dry out and begin to wilt.
I love to see the little girls playing with dandelions. They are still so full of imagination and joy bubbles out of them as they laugh and dance with dandelion crowns on their heads.
And so, although I know that for many people dandelions are just a bothersome weed that ruins their golf green grass, I can’t help but be glad when I seem them each year waving their yellow heads. Maybe I’m just sentimental and full of dandelion fluff.
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