
This evening was a clear, crisp one, after a brief downpour this afternoon. I took a walk out back looking for any signs of flowers. A couple of bright yellow dandelions were the only blooms to be seen. Usually I kick the tops off of these when I walk by, until I can spend an entire Saturday morning digging each one up by the roots.
This time I stopped a moment to see one. I guess I’ve never really looked at a dandelion before. The little curly stamens in the middle were a surprise.
