First Dandelion of Spring
I have always thought dandelions were pretty. Maybe it was the way Mom accepted bouquets of them with as much grace as if they were long stemmed roses.
posted by Gail | 9:48 AM
Fingerless glove
looking for what's missing... I'm a knitting, spinning, mother of teenagers with a big dog, a small cat, minus the lovely rabbit Meliflua.
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Thursday, April 17, 2008
2 Comments:
What a great sight and a great memory. My mom also took handfuls of them as if they were precious flowers.
and guess who carries on the tradition??
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