It is WAY spring all of a sudden
and the battles have been renewed between myself and the ever present Taraxacum officinale,
or dandelion.
It should be plural but what is the plural of thousands?
SO i am pulling weeds, and planting flowers.
Mom thinks the damndelions are flowers, cute and yellow.
I think the damndelions are a scourge, the eleventh plauge that God set on the Egyptians to finally convince Pharaoh to "let my people go!" No matter. They are bad news, and a pox and a blight on my flower garden. I will not have them or their floating fluffy offspring ruining my floral displays.
As I am constantly monitoring myself for useful messages and visions to explain what heretofore has been inexplicable ( me), I sensed in the dandelions an object lesson de jour. I am working it up into a full blown post, but suffice it to say that God owns the garden that is me, and has let me work in it, and so I am choosing daily the type of flowers and care that go into making me beautiful and fruitful.
Yes, it is back breaking work. I am holding on to see the results that some weeding, watering and fertilizers will bring in the months and years ahead.
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Guess you could get back at them by eating them! Some folks love dandelion in salad. I saw a recipe for them fried recently!
you know I saw a recipe, but most of these live in the 'dog yard' and have too much fertilizer associated with them for me to consider them as edible.
Make dandelion salad and dandelion wine--if you drink enough of the wine, you want care! Here, there are fields of yellow--all dandelions.
Re, you comment above, that's the problem with using dandelions! No need to poison yourself in an attempt to go back to the land.
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