Once, a friend an I were talking about flowers.

“You’re a dandelion.”

At the time I wasn’t sure how to take this remark. Dandelions are incessant, unwanted weeds which stain your clothes and plague Suburbanites the world over.

On reflection, however, dandelions persevere in the most unlikely of situations.

Their delicate, downy heads may seem fragile, but in their weakness lies untold strength and proliferation.

Their spiky leaves are peppery, and spice up otherwise bland salads of more common greens.

It’s now years later and I wonder if this isn’t the nicest compliment I’ve ever received.

I am the Scarlet O’Hara of flowers.


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