One of the best memories I have as a child was blowing away at the seeds on a dandelion. I see them all the time, and when I'm walking home with Hannah, I always try to blow one away each day. I loved watching the seeds float in the wind, and disappear into the sky. I was never patient enough as a child to watch where they landed, so my mother always got away with telling me that each of the seeds was a soul, and once I blew away all of the seeds, they would fly up to Heaven (none of it payed off, I'm agnostic).
Anyway, I feed the dogs every night, and in our neighborhood, our backyards are pretty big, almost 1/3 of an acre. Well as I was pouring the foul smelling food into Tessie's bowl, I caught a glimpse of our neighbor's yard, which was pure white.
As I walked closer, I saw that the WHOLE yard was FILLED with dandelions. Isn't it so pretty!? I wanna run through there so badly!Labels: beautiful, childhood, dandelions, flowers, summer, surreal, white |
