A post to offer a shift in perspective, or maybe just the possibility of such a shift if we can be open to such a thing. I’ve posited such notions prior to this post, and this is the not-quite-annual reminder that even a dandelion is a thing of beauty. From a conspiracy of hardiness, ubiquitousness, and its own slight messiness, the dandelion has never earned a place among the more cultivated garden plants, but if this were rare or less prolific, we’d be paying good money to have it in the garden.
