Day 359: Dandelion Puff

“I was a dandelion puff…Some saw the beauty in me and stooped quietly to admire my innocence. Others saw the potential of what I could do for them, so they uprooted me, seeking to shape me around their needs. They blew at my head, scattering my hair from the roots, changing me to suit them. Yet still others saw me as something that was unworthy and needed to be erased.” –Nicole Bailey-Williams

14 thoughts on “Day 359: Dandelion Puff

  1. What a powerful quote. And dandelions also bring back such wonderful childhood memories. My Dad always viewed them as the enemy, seeking to destroy his lawn. But my sister and I viewed dandelions as the source of all kinds of imaginative activities. We’d try to braid the stems to make dandelion equivalents of daisy chains. We’d take them apart to decorate mudpies. We even figured out that the yellow petals could be rubbed on paper to create a golden hue.

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    • I just recently discovered that quote and it is now one if my favorites. I agree, very powerful. Oh my goodness! I had forgotten all about trying to make dandelion chains! Thanks for jogging my memory. To some they are a weed that needs to be destroyed and others like myself view it as a beautiful wildflower that is also a very useful plant. One persons weed is another persons wildflower. 😉

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