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Six Sentence Story: Question

Yellow dandelions bloom in a yard.  (Photo by Walter Sturn on Unsplash)
Spring had arrived, and soon the homeowner's association committee would be making their rounds, assuring that the neighborhood lawns were neatly mowed, edged, and weed-free. The pre-emergent weed-and-feed had been applied too late, or maybe not at all, because the bright yellow dandelion blossoms were opening up all over the yard. Their low-to-the-ground flowers escaped the blades of the mower and mocked eradication efforts. They demanded attention. But just as the woman of the house was deep in thought about how to get rid of the pesky things, her preschool-aged daughter approached, shoved a fist-full of the yellow enemy at her as a gift, and innocently asked, "Mommy, why did God put dandelions on weeds?"

Beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder.

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Linking up with the Six Sentence Story blog hop. Today's a perfect day to go read short stories, so go check out the entries!

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  1. Awwww! As Winnie-the-Pooh noted, weeds are flowers, too, once you get to know them.

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  2. totally agree, even though it's a little wordier, 'Plants-that-do-not-conform-to-my standards-for-attractive-lawns,-aforementioned-standards-possibly-imposed-on-my sensibilities-more-than-I-realize,-besides-theys-god's-creatures-too.'

    lol thought-provoking Six, when you stop and think about it!

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  3. And attention they received! Leave it to children to remind us of the simple joys in life and to question whose interpretation of beauty is "right".
    Glad you linked up this week, Kristi!

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    1. Thanks! It's good to join in again. When the prompt prompts an idea, I like to go with it! :-)

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  4. That was wonderful. I love to see the dandelions, daisies and buttercups growing wild at the roadside (as do many insects love them too, I imagine)... then the local council come along and trim everything with super loud blades, ruining it all :( Bravo for the six! :)

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  5. Where I live, dandelions are NOT considered as weeds. :-)

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    1. I didn't know that! There is so much we can learn from each other.

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  6. Aw! Is this a true story? So sweet! I love to listen to children. The things they say are amazing.

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    1. It is based on a true story. My children and life experiences are often the inspiration for my Six Sentence Stories.

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  7. Dandelions are dandy and nature's candy! Sweet six!

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  8. Hey, they add a little color. That's my story and I'm stickin' too it! Good one.

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  9. And I am sure when she said that your day seemed a little lighter! 🤗

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  10. I truly think the term "weeds" is subjective. I'm OK with dandelions. :)

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