Kenton took some lovely photos of dandelions yesterday. It’s a good thing, too, as it’s windy today, so the little fluffy heads will have blown off by now! He has tried to photograph them before – but every time he tried, Fitz and Milo would run up to see what he was doing, and blow the fluffy head off!
Anyway, I was reminded of the “weeding lesson” of my childhood. My mother used to give each of us chores to do outdoors in the summertime, according to our age. My older sister and I would dig weeds and pick up sticks before mowing. Oldest brother would mow the lawn. Little sister was too little, and my other brother was asthmatic, so couldn’t do outdoors chores. (Wait a minute, am I now sure he was asthmatic, or was it just a clever ploy to get out of chores?! Hm…)
I’m sure I’ve told you this before – but one day I cleverly decided to cut off the heads of the weeds, rather than dig them out. I guess my logic was that my mother wouldn’t see the dandelion tops, so would think I had actually done the job properly. No such luck – she figured it out straightaway, and made me go out again and dig out the now topless dandelions. Much harder than doing it right in the first place!
Did I learn a lesson from this? Yes – my mother was much smarter than I gave her credit for!