View from Hickory Heights: How do we judge the dandelions?
I have always been enthralled with dandelions. When my children were young, they often brought home bouquets of them. I proudly displayed them so they would be happy. The little yellow flowers were so joyful to look at. By evening the little yellow blossoms had closed up. That is the way of the dandelion. When I volunteered at Warren General Hospital there was a picture in the hall of dandelions gone to seed. There was something about that picture that spoke to me. As I passed it while running errands while I worked, I stopped to admire it. I have never used weedkiller on my lawn. If ...