Feb 24, 2011

A rose by any other name...

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.