Zombied Dandelion

My mother said I could be anything I wanted to be. I wanted to be beautiful and bloom, then let my wings carry me up into the blue sky. But somehow along the way I fell into the wrong crowd. I was the object of their desire and I welcomed their attention. But hungry appetites must be sated. At first, while they nibbled on me I felt beloved, desired. But then I realized their hunger was an obsession that knew not empathy or appreciation of others. It was simply blind instinct. Their mouths left me unwhole. Dang snails – the zombies of the garden!

Something my mother also said was to “always look at the bright side”. So here I am, on the bright side…it’s a sunny day, the skies are blue, and my seeds will fly! I may not be picture perfect by conventional standards, but I can still get the job done.

Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.

We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.

2 Replies to “Imperfect Beauty”

    1. Thank you Dianne. I agree with you! And, I am honored to have you comment on my weeds, when your photos are so breathtaking!

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