Love these dandelion images I found on Etsy. Reminds me of childhood, running through the grass picking all the pretty weeds and blowing the individual seeds from the puffy tops all over the yard-- much to my mother's chagrin.


To me, dandelions are the epitome of the saying, "When life hands you lemons, make lemonade."
Just because you're a weed, doesn't mean you can't be an ethereal weed.
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I gave my mom dandelion boquets all the time!
I love pretty dandelions, there's always a tale about them.
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