And then....
Then it ended abruptly, with her father running out (ineffectively, I might add) to try to stop her from enjoying that moment, so that his perfect, green-blade grass would not be destroyed with.....(oh hold your horses)...flowers. You can see the slo-mo "glory shot" of him yelling "noooooooooo."
Well, I was bothered by the whole concept of that commercial.
My kids love dandelions. They love to pick them. They love to blow them. And they love to eat them (well, that varies, but they do eat them more than I would imagine). If you had a country gramma, you must know that you can eat them in a pinch. I've never done it, but I like knowing that I can. They are incredibly nutritious. So there! But mostly, they like to pick them and/or blow them. I've always loved this myself. The dandelion has adapted itself really beautifully for things we like to do.
Dandelions are one of the first flowers to sprout in the spring and they are so very welcome. They are heralds of growth. They pop out with the daffodils and provide In-Your-Face evidence that Our Earth keeps on keeping on. Then, when you're distracted by the other bulbs or flowering trees other things you might want to plant, they can grow big and green and cover the ground if there's nothing else there. But really those dandelions would rather to just chill out and let the clover have its day -- to hide down there and meditate under the fragrant flowers and soft leaves (and the honeybees)...and the occasional lawn mower.. The word "weed" is very subjective, truly. It just means "a plant that grows well in a place I don't like it."
So think about letting the dandelions grow.
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