Dandelion love

The dandelion that planted it self smack dab in the middle of the planter by our front door, must have had some sense that I adore dandelions. Year ago when I had a lawn I loved it when the whole lawn was yellow with them, although my neighbors didn't appreciate it.

The greens were great in salad and when the blossoms turned white the lawn became a fairy land.

Somehow, dandelions have been tagged as weeds, which is an artificial man-made designation. I wonder if this is a symbol of all the things we were told as children and blindly accepted as fact.

I'm planning to get a little shiver of pleasure every time I step outside and see this droplet of sunshine until it transforms itself into a bit of fairy dust.