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April 27, 2008

In Which I Continue to Be Off-Topic: More Dandelions

Filed under: Off Topic — Tei @ 5:14 pm
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Dandelions on the Bookcase Since I don’t really have anything else to write about and I was up until four in the morning last night, this post is late and I’m going to share with all you dandelion-lovers some of the pictures of the dandelion goings-on. This was my bookcase, all covered with ’em. Everyone should note that I’ve only just moved into my house and I do not actually condone this color for bookcases or furniture in general. Also, that I do know to hang pictures. I just fail at it so far.

This was the hallway. And by ‘hallway,’ we mean, ‘dining room that has yet to have dining room furniture in it.’ That path goes all the way to the front door, you just can’t tell. Because I’m standing on it. Random fact: the gods of weather in Boulder are fickle and mischievous. This is a beautiful day today, warm and sunny. Perfect for flower-picking. Yesterday? SNOWED. I kid you not. Not in a big crazy way, but in a ‘what the hell are you doing outside picking dandelions’ way. Some guy asked me if I was picking them for dandelion wine, and I have to tell you, that sounded like a mighty fine idea at that point.

SNOW. I ask you.

This is the whole kitchen nook, all dandelion-ified. There’s also dandelions on the fridge and the water heater and in glasses of water on the counter. There’s also a crown, hanging on the wall, up in the right-hand corner, there. I found out that Disney LIED to me as a child. LIED, I say. Alice of Wonderland fame, when she was making her daisy chain? She BRAIDED the daisies. I used to try to do that as a kid and get so frustrated, because mine never looked like hers. And I found out yesterday that apparently a daisy chain is made by splitting the stem and sliding another daisy through it (this also applies to dandelions). Disney, you have robbed me of a satisfying childhood full of daisy chains. We shall be having words about this.

Anyway. And then we had dinner, which I did not take pictures of, because it wasn’t that exciting. Do you really need to see pictures of salad and pasta? I thought not.

That was the magic of dandelion-ville, and why I’m taking the weekend off useful blogging. Thanks for bearing with. I’ll be up and running again tomorrow. Well, tonight, actually. Since all you people evidently go to bed in different time zones.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go sweep up a couple thousand dandelions before they turn to chaff and suffocate me in my sleep.

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4 Comments »

  1. Had you posted a picture of your salad, we could have critiqued it. Around this house, we’re powerful fussy ’bout our salads and a restaurant loses favor with us instantly if their salad isn’t crisp, clean, healthy and varied. Charge us whatever you will, but don’t give us a bowl of iceberg with a couple of carrot shavings and call that a salad!

    We won’t eat salad at Bertucci’s, for example. The manager actually admitted he saw no reason to wash lettuce. Right, there’s no point in washing something that grows at ground level and gets pooped on.. why on earth would you do that?

    Makes you wonder how the rest of the veggies on our pizza were prepared, but at least we can hope that they have been sanitized by heat.

    Comment by Tony Lawrence — April 27, 2008 @ 6:46 pm | Reply

  2. Did you put dandelions IN your salad? I haven’t tried it (too worried about the diuretic effects?) but allegedly the leaves are good. According to our guinea pigs …

    I love dandelions: they’re far too cheerful to qualify as weeds and they brighten the day. I hope your friend appreciated your effort and the thought behind the gesture.

    Comment by Lucy — April 27, 2008 @ 7:07 pm | Reply

  3. My husband declares war on the dandelions in our lawn every April. It’s sad, really, because he never wins — and never will. We don’t use pesticides because we have a dog (and they’re just awful for the environment), so he goes out there with his dandelion de-rooting tool and pulls them up by hand. Hundreds of them. He admits that he’ll never “win the war,” but claims that the repetitive action of pulling them up is relaxing and zen-like. Would you like us to send you the remains? …
    : )

    Comment by Rebecca Smith — April 28, 2008 @ 4:51 pm | Reply

  4. Oh yay! I’m so glad you posted these!

    Comment by Amy — April 28, 2008 @ 5:29 pm | Reply


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