An embarrassing indicator of lazy lawn maintenance? Something to be pulled or poisoned? Or a harbinger of picnics and frisbee matches, a source of nutritious greens, a reminder of childhood, when a dandelion held under your chin made your skin glow, betraying your “love of butter”? (Or was that just my family’s saying?) Perspective is everything. If I can decide to love or hate dandelions, … Continue reading What do you see?