What do you see in this photo?
I see a field of dandelions.
Waiting patiently for their moment, to scatter, to spread, to embark on their last adventure.
So that new dandelions can start a new one.
I feel an irresistible urge to take a deep breath and set them on their journey just a little sooner.
There’s a certain pleasure in that moment when I blow them on their way. The same kind of pleasure I feel when I see a giant puddle waiting to be jumped in, or a sheet of bubble wrap waiting to be popped, or a bowl of cookie dough waiting to be squished between my fingers.
“You shouldn’t do that,” my mom told me as I blew the dandelions away. “They’ll grow everywhere!”
“But what’s wrong with that?” I asked innocently. “They’re flowers!”
“Dandelions are weeds,” my mom declared. “Everyone thinks so. And anyways, I’m allergic to them.”
That didn’t stop me from blowing the dandelions away when no one was looking. I’ve never been one to go along with what “everyone” thinks.
What do you see in this photo?
I see a field of potential.
Breaking Moulds 
I can’t resist blowing on them!
Glad I’m not alone! It’s the best…
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I like them when they’re flowers…when there is potential. But when they become weeds, there is no more potential and I don’t like them anymore. I can’t seem to convince my grandson not to blow on them and send them off to fulfill their potential!
…sorry, but I’m with your grandson on this one. It’s the best feeling! 🙂
I like doing it, too. However, the neighbors don’t! And we have very close neighbors…we live in a mobile home park where there is only about three feet between my driveway and the house next door!
Making my way around the Little Pepper’s blogs. I’m glad I came. I’ve always loved dandelions – nature’s architecture. Beautiful ‘weeds’ which I willingly spread around the garden. 🙂
Thanks for stopping by, I’m trying to visit all the poblanos as well, little by little! I don’t think nature discriminates when it comes to beauty!
I love the transformation from field of dandelions to field of potential. Your story reminds me of being a kid and blowing dandelion puffs and playing with bubble wrap (actually the bubble wrap was yesterday. Lol) Nice memories. Thanks 🙂
I’m glad you enjoyed it. Yeah popping bubble wrap is an all-ages kind of activity!
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And now they are also a delicacy! That photo is beautiful. I don’t love them in my lawn though.
That’s true! Reminds me: buttercups were also weeds according to mom, apparently. My brother and I used to love eating them.
I love it! I cannot escape the notion of potential and thank goodness I haven’t been able to in my lifetime! I had a motivational speaker tell me several years back that she hated the word potential, so we debated it for a bit before I gave up on convincing her that she may one day reach hers! 😉
Motivational speaker that hates potential… can’t wrap my head around that one… I’m sure she had some high and lofty, or maybe just semantical, reason though. Thanks for stopping by!
I never got the argument, but can’t forget the story every time I use the word! Pleasure to read you!
What a nice post. I like what you see in your photo. I’m not that creative with words. Info love the dandelions though!
Thank you! I appreciate it. Everyone is creative in different ways! 🙂
True!