Each spring brings that great, age-old debate: are dandelions flowers or weeds? Now, if you've been reading this blog for awhile, then you know where I stand on this. Dandelions are firmly flowers. Consider the evidence. They're yellow and cheerful and look like small suns. They pop up their heads at that pivotal time as the world's shedding its winter coat. Finally, and perhaps most convincing of all, they're plant Transformers. Just when you think that they're at death's door, they swap their golden petals for cotton candy crowns. True, people aren't bringing bouquets of dandelions to dinner or wearing dandelion corsages to prom. But there are few things sweeter than a little kid offering one up as if bequeathing a diamond.
That's why the dandelion, or as I like to call her, the little lion lady, reigns supreme in my heart -- and on my lawn.
She may have a name that sounds like Mumford and Sons. But her roar is all Katy Perry.