I know most people consider it a weed. But I've always been rather fond of dandelions. I suppose to call it my favorite might not be entirely true, but since I have this freaky, well, thing where most flowers give me the heebie-jeebies, this is one of the few that doesn't make me want to go all peculiar. There's something admirable about their persistence and their insistent cheeriness. If dandelions were a person, they'd drive me crazy. But in a plant like this (that doesn't make me go all peculiar) it's kind of nice. There's a huge lawn near the shelter with dandelions growing wild all over it and I think it's so pretty, all those yellow dots in the sea of green.
I bought a new camera bag today so now I can carry my new lens with me. Now I have no excuse not to go out and shoot.
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I've always loved dandelions too. But I grew up in the big bad city so I didn't see a wide variety of flowers when I was a kid; dandelions were by far the most common. I too admire their small, cheery simplicity and toughness. And I think they're pretty.
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