Seems funny with all the magnificent blooms around the yard to stop and capture this weed.
But, I felt quite honored to have come along and found it in its perfect condition. So delicate--just waiting for a puff of wind or the brush of a pantleg. Only standing as a fuzzy globe for a short while. Then past.

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Even dandelions have their 15 minutes of glory--unless the wind robs them of it.
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