On Monday, Brandi at Welcome to the Joy Rebellion issued a mission for anyone who chose to accept it...to find the beauty in the unexpected. I had already snapped this photograph of a dandelion which most consider a weed, on Sunday afternoon, just before the grass was cut. I'm glad I caught it before that happened.
As a child, how many of us plucked these beautiful bouquets and blew on them to send the pods flying through the air? Did we realize that we were re-seeding weeds? No...we were making wishes and being children and reveling in the joy of watching something blow away in the wind. And we wished and wished and wished.
I didn't pick this dandelion and I did not blow on the pods. But I did look at each individual piece of this dandelion ready to seed and made some wishes. And I know that those pods have been spread to re-seed because the lawn mower did that for me. Next spring and summer I will see evidence of that throughout the lawn.
Twelve years ago today my mother left this earthly life. I remember her beauty and the beauty she brought to my life. I'm making wishes on each part of this dandelion with my mother in mind.
As a child, how many of us plucked these beautiful bouquets and blew on them to send the pods flying through the air? Did we realize that we were re-seeding weeds? No...we were making wishes and being children and reveling in the joy of watching something blow away in the wind. And we wished and wished and wished.
I didn't pick this dandelion and I did not blow on the pods. But I did look at each individual piece of this dandelion ready to seed and made some wishes. And I know that those pods have been spread to re-seed because the lawn mower did that for me. Next spring and summer I will see evidence of that throughout the lawn.
Twelve years ago today my mother left this earthly life. I remember her beauty and the beauty she brought to my life. I'm making wishes on each part of this dandelion with my mother in mind.
16 comments:
Hello Sherry
Bonnie wrote today that if we were to know the suffering of our fellow bloggers it would break down barriers, and this is how I feel after reading of your Mother's passing and your wishes today.
Perhaps all those dandelion seeds that will be resown in the future are the seeds of goodness and beauty that your mother planted in you...
Happy days Sherry
All those wishes *out there* from all those dandelions in the world ... makes me want to jump up and dance!
Such a perfect day to be thinking of (and remembering) beauty and for making wishes. Bless you and your unique way of finding the beauty in this world.
Oh my - we really ARE in sync today, aren't we? Dandelions, death, beauty - it's all the same!
Just the other day, I picked just such a dandelion and blew on it as I made my wish. Demonstrating the difference between my husband and I, he said "thanks for spreading more dandelions around the yard". I hadn't even THOUGHT of that - I just thought how fun it would be to blow on it!
Blessings to you today as you remember your mom. My dad's death anniversary just passed on August 8, the day after my wedding anniversary.
Beautiful sentiments. And a beautiful photo. Seeing all the possibility in each seed.
What a delightfully, heartachingly beautiful post today! I will go to check out that link you mentioned. Great idea. I believe that there is inspiration everywhere and I love to see the beauty in the commonplace and the overlooked. I applaud you for seeing the details so clearly. And I am keeping you in my thoughts today...dandelion wishes for you.
Enjoy the day!
Erin
I just want to echo all the sentiments in the other comments made here. It is so clear that you look for and find the beauty in the ordinary - and surely that is one of the gifts your mother gave you. She must have been quite a woman to have produced a daughter with so much heart.
Oh yes - blowing the pods , just to see them fly ! Happy childhood memories and we never really even thought of what happened after , we just watched them float away in the air.
Beautiful indeed - and a lovely thought of remembrance for your mum - she will be smiling !
My mom is a songwriter, and when I was young she wrote a song for Mother's Day. It was called I Never Knew A Dandelion Was A Weed. It was a sweet song that told about the importance of expressing love in all of its forms.
What a wonderful post, and the comments so far are delightful. Have a wonderful day of memories. Laurie
you know that hand gesture where I point at your eyes and then point back at my eyes? Like seeing eye to eye? That's what I'm doing...lol
my old blog was called 'dandelion seeds' because I love dandelions and like you, see beauty and not a weed (just because someone decided it was a weed). So this post really resonated with me!! Love it!!
loved dandelions as a child, did you know they are edible, some people put the greens in salads?
my mom has been gone 28 years this Dec, still carry her with me everyday.
Hoping all your wishes come true.
BTW, since it's been brought up I feel close enough to share with you that this year I am the age my mom was when she died, I sometimes think what was she doing on this day not knowing what was coming
fairy wings carry the seeds of your dandelion wishes to the realms where they'll be heard.
Thank yyou for such an honest post; it's heartbreaking, yet beautiful. My own mom has been gone for 5 years, but I still "talk: to her on a regular basis. I just told her to give yours a hug.
Gorgeous photo! And how nice to wish in your mom's memory. xoxo
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