Saturday, November 21, 2009


Dandelions..What comes to your mind the first time you heart the word? My mind automatically think about making a wish. I love seeing a picture with someone blowing a dandelion. I promise to myself that someday I have to make a picture of myself blowing dandelion. Does anyone know the history behind blowing a dandelion on making wishes? I guess it's because when you blow it, the little pieces of it will bring your wishes to the air and fly and finally can make your wish come true. Just like when you blow a candle to make your wishes. Here's a story that I found about the legend of a dandelion. “The miracles of nature do not seem miracles because they are so common. If no one had ever seen a flower, even a dandelion would be the most startling event in the world.”
– Anonymous


C. S. B. Adapted from an old legend.

THE Angel of the flowers came down to earth once—long, long ago—and she wandered here and there, in field, and forest, and garden, to find the flower she loved the most. As she hurried on her search, she came upon a gay tulip, all orange and red, standing stiff and proud in a garden, and the Angel said to the tulip: "Where should you like most of all to live?"

"I should like to live on a castle lawn in the velvety grass," said the tulip, "where my colors would show against the gray castle walls. I should like to have the princess touch me, and tell me how beautiful I am."

But the Angel turned away with sad eyes from the proud tulip, and spoke to the rose.

"Where should you like most to stay?" she asked the rose.

"I should like to climb the castle walls," said the rose, "for I am fragile, and delicate, and not able to climb of myself. I need help and shelter."

The Angel of the flowers turned sadly away from [196] the rose, and hurried on until she came to the violet growing in the forest, and she said to the violet: "Where should you like most of all to live?"

"Here, in the woods, where I am hidden from every one," said the violet. "The brook cools my feet, and the trees keep the warm sun from spoiling my beautiful color." But the Angel turned away from the violet and went on until she came to the sturdy, yellow dandelion growing in the meadow grass.

"And where should you like most of all to live?" asked the Angel of the dandelion.

"Oh," cried the dandelion, "I want to live wherever the happy children may find me when they run by to school, or romp and play in the fields. I want to live by the roadside, and in the meadows, and push up between the stones in the city yards, and make every one glad because of my bright colors."

"You are the flower I love the most," said the Angel of the flowers, as she laid her hand upon the dandelion's curly, yellow head. "You shall blossom everywhere from spring till fall, and be the children's flower."

That is why the dandelion comes so early and pushes her head up everywhere—by hedge, and field, and hut, and wall; and has such a long, sweet life.

(story from here - image sources: picture 1, picture 2, picture 3, picture 4, picture 5)


Anonymous said...

...please where can I buy a unicorn?

boya arsila said...

hmm a unicorn..would be nice to ride along in the cloud nine and looking up the magnificent rainbows..heavenly =)