My front yard fits my heart very well symbolically. I was just picking on it the other day, but while bike riding today (I love my bike) this symbolism popped into my mind.
My yard is very green.
It is full of dandelions.
My yard has all of the components to be beautiful and strong, but the dandelions pop through and multiply with each attempt to rid the yard of them.
They multiply because we don't use weed killer, or tear them out by the root.
We simply cut their heads off while trimming the rest of the grass, spreading their pollen to other areas of the yard.
Upon closer inspection there are beautiful little purple flowers scattered in
patches all around, even around these dandelions.
Some are very apparant, some are covered by the weeds.
It took me a long while to notice they were even there, but now that I know they are there I see more and more of them.
The dandelions bother me more now than they did at first, now that I see them choking or covering the little purple flowers.
It sure makes me want to care for my yard.
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