Friday Photo Break, vol. 22

To children, there’s something magical about dandelions. Something to do with their transformation, something to do with the way the seeds carry on the breeze. Recently I discovered that wishing on a dandelion is something that doesn’t carry to every culture, though it’s as ingrained in me as anything else I was raised with. The neighbor children leaned over the fence, asking my husband to pick one of our “wishing flowers” for them, and he didn’t know what they meant. I taught him about wishing on dandelions that afternoon. It will be fun to pass that tradition on to our daughter.

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