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Thursday Thoughts: Matter of Perspective





Does the sight of a dandelion make you want to run for the weed-killer?  


Having received my share of dandelion bouquets over the years, the sight of a dandelion reminds me of children.  When my oldest daughter was about 5 years old, she asked me, "Mom, why did Heavenly Father put dandelions on weeds?" Why, indeed? I really didn't have an answer for that one.  
Thanks for beauty that can be found everywhere.



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  1. Weedkiller?!!! NOOOOO!!! I always make dandelion jelly!

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  2. I don't mind dandelions at all. They give kids so much enjoyment. First as pretty flowers, then as puffs of cotton to blow around.

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  3. No don't kill it... beautiful! We get purple buttercups and I hate them they don't look like dandelions!!

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  4. No, no, Dandelion is not a weed, it's a good herbal medicine
    If anyone has acne, put the white sap on the spot and let dry. Repeat when neccessary.
    Juice from the roots is good for arthrises pains.
    Pulp from the roots is put on sore knees and wrists for arthrises pains....
    Very young leaves of the dandelion is considered a lettuce in France, Belgium and the Netherlands and is called Mole lettuce...
    Dandelion is certainly NOT a weed!!

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  5. OMGosh I love this! I've often felt that it's a matter of perception and I've written about it more than once. The blooms I see as I walk though my pastures delights my senses, although technically they're "weeds". I'm hoping to do a picture collection of the spring pasture blooms soon - can't wait! Thanks for sharing. (visiting from Farmgirl Friday Blog Hop)

    ~Taylor-Made Ranch~
    Wolfe City, Texas
    www.taylormaderanch.com/blog

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