Weed is Just a Word

As a child, I loved blowing the seeds of a mature dandelion and watching them float in the sun like tiny white fairies.  Over time and with my parent’s obsession to have a pristine, weed-free lawn, I learned to quell my desire.  I credit my children for rekindling my love of dandelions.  Our front yard is as weed free as I can manage for the sake of our lawn-loving neighbors.  The backyard is left to grow dandelions for pure enjoyment and the fairies.



Author: Undeniably Sara

Chronic Illness is a relentless beast gnawing away at the soundness of mind. Resilience is a powerful weapon and must be nurtured.

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