(as serious or light-hearted as you like)
Last Saturday DIY Dad thoughtfully 'phoned me asking if I wanted to go up to the land. Yeah I did! He even remembered why I had mentioned it during the week (no mean feat for Mr Goldfish). He said, 'you can come and pick those dandelions'.
I gleefully (ok, I don't do glee, but let's just say the emotion was on par with most people's gleefulness) got myself and the Wildflower ready and awaited my chariot.
I had visions of dandelion tincture, or dried flowers for salves. Oh my, how I wanted to get some wise woman potions and lotions started!
The sea of white you see are the dandelions that greeted me. Yes, white. They had gone to seed. Obviously DIY Dad is not a weed man.
And any yellow you spot there are not dandelions. No, they are another weed. An edible weed. It tastes like celery. There is only one vegetable I dislike......
I'm thankful anyway because I got a chance to be with the land.
I'm thankful anyway because it was beautiful weather, and not too hot, to be outside in greeness.
I'm thankful anyway because I have a husband with moments of thoughtfulness.
I'm thankful anyway because the Wildflower had her first sight of a blown dandelion, and I was gifted with a delighted baby who asked for more and more.
Let me know (comment) if you've done your own Thankful Anyway and I'll add your link to this post. Grab the button up the top (right click & Save As) and a link back is always nice.