A description of what started this particular blog can be found in its first entry --Feb. 9, 2009. It's about healing.
So many of my thoughts have flown away in the wind. Perhaps that's why my mother said I was "flighty".
Lovely post, Geo. We have had some strong winds here in Montreal of late. It was quite nice.
Yes...so good to sometimes allow our thoughts to fly away with the dandelion seeds...and maybe take root in far away dreams...:)
It is such a cute comparison. You attribute such a delicate thought to the Dandelions. This is a gift you have, I mean to look at things and think different things about them. Wow !
My garden is rich in dandelions every year. Maybe every year is the operative phrase?
What lovely words. I always enjoy watching the flight of the dandelion. Blown endless ones with my children - although Adam sucked instead of blowing once!
This is a great analogy, Geo. Some of my thoughts are like little dandelion pieces stuck in clothing or on fences or whatever. They just don't go!
You know exactly what you are doing, poet.
Intriguing and crafty, my friend. I like the way "influence" can end a sentence and/or start a new one - it likely never ends. You're brilliant.
Yes, that influence ... the circle of life ...everything connected ... so much said in so few words.
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