Beneficial weed
Going to seed.
Set to parachute away,
To many's dismay.
Round puffs of fluff--
Swaying with mischief.
I found my inner child--
Blew a breath, and smiled.
Blew a breath, and smiled.
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I was having a hard time captioning the last photo, so I asked my daughter what the dandelion made her think of. "Fluff" was her answer. That is so something she would say. Although I didn't use her word in the caption, I'm dedicating the title of this post to my girl.

