I do not mind the bright, cheery dandelions that sprout in my yard. They are thought to be weeds, but 'weed' is an arbitrary assignment by those of smaller minds, hard definitions and exclusionary thoughts as to possibilities and beauty.
My dandelions come in mid-winter and beckon the tortoise brothers hibernating under the secretary in our breakfast nook. Several generation of these yellow constellations come and go into the long-necked fragile globe of puffy seed balls before the tortoises rise from their October slumber to join the feast. As always, the dandelions were waiting in full glory on Sunday, March 19, when both Isaac and Chomper sleepily pushed their little turtle butts into the middle of the kitchen.
Both still groggy when found in front of the sink, I welcomed them to Spring of 2017 and and plucked them off the floor and placed them in a sunny patch of delicious dandelions. They began to munch flowers and leaves and all seemed right and good in the backyard world.
My dandelions come in mid-winter and beckon the tortoise brothers hibernating under the secretary in our breakfast nook. Several generation of these yellow constellations come and go into the long-necked fragile globe of puffy seed balls before the tortoises rise from their October slumber to join the feast. As always, the dandelions were waiting in full glory on Sunday, March 19, when both Isaac and Chomper sleepily pushed their little turtle butts into the middle of the kitchen.
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| Turtle Butts Hibernating in our kitchen from October through March Dandelions are ready for the Spring Breakfast Feast! |
Both still groggy when found in front of the sink, I welcomed them to Spring of 2017 and and plucked them off the floor and placed them in a sunny patch of delicious dandelions. They began to munch flowers and leaves and all seemed right and good in the backyard world.
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| Chomper in a 5-month deep sleep under the Kitchen Secretary |
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