Saturday dawned bright, sunny, and beautiful! It was the day before Easter, and we all climbed out of hibernation to enjoy the warm weather.
Five year old Zackary was also bitten by the Spring bug, and decided that the hanging baskets Grandpa had pulled from the garage needed flowers NOW. Being the resourceful kid that he is, he improvised. Using a screwdriver, he dug deep holes in the soil. He then placed exactly four dandelions into the pots. "I like dandelions." "Why do you like them?" I asked. "Well, because they're yellow." "Yellow is a very nice color," I replied. "Some people don't like dandelions - they think they are weeds."
"What??? But they turn into wish flowers!"
It's all a matter of perspective, isn't it? I will try to look at my world through dandelion-colored glasses this week. After all, we can all use a good wish flower, can't we?