A lot of people hate dandelions. This time of the year, they erupt all over the place and the wind carries their seed far and wide.

Here's my dictionary's definition: a widely distributed weed of the daisy family, with a rosette of leaves, bright yellow flowers followed by globular heads of seeds with downy tufts, and stems containing a milky latex.



Perhaps if I had a lawn, I'd feel like everyone else does about dandelions. I like them. The bold, glorious yellow is a wonderful color. A field full of it is even more glorious. So what if they are a "weed"; that matters not to me. Most weeds flower in their own way, some less subtly than others. There are flowering weeds all over my property in all the colors of the rainbow. I cherish them all. Some of them I even water on occasion, especially if they happen to be close to another plant that I've put in the ground.

Perhaps I'll do a post one day soon with photos of some of these "weeds" and let you judge for yourself whether or not they rate eradication. Meanwhile, I shall continue to enjoy the bright yellow dandelions. At least they come up, unlike all those packaged seeds I bought and planted.

One man's weed is another's flower.

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