Mindful writing — the art of paying attention
Did you do this, Rosemary: Pluck a dandelion and hold it under your best friend's chin - if it reflected yellow on her skin, she would have good luck? Your poem has reminded me of my own childhood, with the sap of the dandelion sticky on my fingers and love for my friend in my heart. Thank you!
Yes, Barb, indeed we did! I remember that sticky sap too, and of course blowing the puffball seeds. (There was a game that went with that, too; what was it?) Thank you in turn for the reminders. :)
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