Take a good look at the photo to the right. What do you see?

Most of us see a dandelion, a vile weed that should be ripped up, poisoned and killed, stomped out and cursed at.

And I did too until just the other day when it occurred to me that I have been looking at dandelions all wrong for a very, very long time.

A dandelion is a fantastic example of nature that refuses to die gracefully, constantly adapting itself to insure its survival in spite of being poisoned with pesticides and maliciously hacked up. We pull the flower, we dig the root and still, year after year, dandelions find a way to reproduce and procreate quickly in abundance. When we dig, they burrow deeper; when we pluck, they seed discreetly. When we poison, they grow resistant.

And when they grow ripe for spreading, their yellow flowers form irresistible wispy orbs that entice children and adults alike to pluck the stem and blow the seeds back into the lawn where they take hold and produce more enduring plants. Before we realize what we have done, the seeds have scattered, destined to take root the next season without fail.

This blog post is part of a blog-off series with a group of bloggers from different professions and world views, each exploring a theme from his/her world view. This was about exploring the theme, Flowers. To explore how others handled the theme, check them out below. I will add links as they publish.

14 Replies to “Weeds”

  1. When I was younger we used to go and pick the dandelion leaves in the spring before they had set their flowers and use them in a salad. It was the first green offering in the spring of the year before anything else was available from the garden.

  2. I love your view of them. I’ve always been amazed that something so hated could create that lovely yellow flower that lights up the yard. I still have fun running through them, kicking the “orbs”.

    Everything has a silver lining if you are willing to look for it, I guess.

  3. As a kid my brother and I used to pick dandelions and bring them home to our mother. She always carefully placed them in a glass of water, and she never once called them a weed! It wasn’t until I was an adult that I knew that’s how the world sees them!

  4. Most things are still like that. Race, religion, politics, gender-based toys, singing in the produce aisle at the top of your lungs… *sigh*

  5. I recently had the pleasure of trying Dandelion greens. A recipe called for it and I thought why not. Now mind you I don’t think I’d want to pick them from my front yard because of those pesticides and what you but still love em.

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