Nothing Gold Can Stay
It feels like only a few days ago that my garden was awash with golden dandelions. All of a sudden the golden flowers are gone, only to be replaced with white seed heads. These incredibly intricate seed orbs have always been a fascination to me. When we were kids we used to blow them apart to tell the time – whatever number of blows it took to take all the seeds off the stem was inferred to be the current time. It never worked, of course, but that didn’t stop us from blowing flower after flower, in effect helping nature to spread the seeds and thus ensuring more dandelions the following year. Beautiful and effective.
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down today.
Nothing gold can stay.By Robert Frost
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Great photos
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Beautiful photos June. Hopefully more flower heads will appear for you- they usually do 🙂
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I really like your photos, you’re a great photographer! My daughter loves dandelions, so they’re considered “beautiful flowers” around here, not weeds. 🙂
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Thanks Shelly! I think they’re beautiful too!
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sounds like a charming game. we’ve played another variation of the same – ‘guess grandad or grandma’ – where after making a choice one would blow hard and see whether that guess was right or not. grandad was for and almost either completely ‘bald’ result, and the ‘hairer’ was was for grandma 🙂
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Sounds cute, Asta. Not sure grandma would have been happy to be called hairy, though! 😉
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When my daughter was a toddler,she called them wish flowers. A very special memory.
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I like that idea, Holly. Make a wish, then blow and watch the wish being carried off in the air. Lovely.
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Your photos are brilliant, June!
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Thanks Nancy!
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Such beautiful photos! And thanks for reminding me of the Frost poem; it has been a long time since I thought of it.
The dandelions were here and gone a month ago in North Carolina. I wonder if
there is anywhere they do not grow?
Lynn
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beautiful photos! I never noticed how lovely a dandelion seed puff is. Thank you.
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