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Wednesday, April 29, 2026

Dandelions!


Thursday, January 16, 2020

Dente De Lion: The Lowly Dandelion

63°f17°C, overcast after an overnight shower. More showers expected today. I hope so. We need it.

This is from a post I wrote a few years ago. I thought it deserved a re-post.

Dandelion: The French call it dente-de-lion, meaning lion's tooth, because the shape of the petals was thought to resemble the shape of  that cat's dentures.

photo from last year

Like so many other plants, there is much lore attached to the little golden face of early spring.

For example:

  • Woven into a wedding bouquet, dandelions are considered good luck for the new couple. 
  • Dandelions in dreams mean a happy marriage. 
  • They are also seen as symbols of hope, summer and childhood. 
  • In medieval times, dandelions were used to predict a child's financial future when the flower was held beneath the child's chin; a golden glow meant the child would be rich. 
  • In 18th century England children held the dandelion under their chin too, they thought that the more golden the glow the sweeter and kinder the child was.
  • The dandelion stalk was used to predict how much a child would grow in the coming year, so children worked hard to find the tallest stalk they could.
  • Dandelions have also been like the daisy--plucking petals and chanting “he loves me, he loves me not” 
  • The dandelion flower opens an hour after sunrise and closes at dusk, so in some cultures the flower is referred to as a "Shepherd’s clock".
  • Make a wish immediately before blowing on dandelion, and your wish might come true. 
  •   Some say that dandelions are symbols of grief and connected to the Passion of Christ in religious symbolism; they are also one of the bitter herbs of Passover.
  • Five dandelion flowers are the emblem of White Sulphur Springs, West Virginia. The citizens celebrate spring with an annual Dandelion Festival. (from Wikipedia)

And then there's the seedhead: There are so many superstitions connected to blowing on the seedhead! Who would have thought it. We've probably all blown away the seeds from a dandelion's puffy seedhead. Many people believed that when the seeds are blown they carry good thoughts and affection to a loved one.  If you blow on a dandelion seedhead and all the seeds blow away, you are loved. If some seeds remain it might indicate that your true love is not all that sure about you. Another belief was that the number of seeds left on the dandelion's head showed how many children a girl would have. Some say that the number of seeds remaining are how many years you have left to live. A common belief is that the number of seeds left is the time--so if there are ten, it should be ten o'clock, I have never tested this, but this superstition led to the term "dandelion clock" for the seed head. 

Science tells us that the seeds' feathery "parachutes" (the pappus hairs) close when rain threatens. The dandelion is an excellent barometer, it seems. Its weather prediction skills are demonstrated best when the blooms have seeded and are in the fluffy, feathery state. In good weather the ball opens fully, but when rain is on the way, it shuts, very much like an umbrella. If the weather is  showery, the head stays shut, and only opens when all threat of rain is past.

Dandelion uses: 

The sticky white sap was used as a folklore cure for warts and corns. 
All parts of the plant may be eaten so dandelion is a valuable survival tool. The leaves were considered a spring tonic, helping to cleanse the blood after a long winter.
Dandelions are used to make wine, of course--only the flowerhead, though, and not the green parts as they will make the wine bitter. They are also used to make jelly, but I've never tried that--yet.
From Wikipedia:  "Its ground, roasted roots can be used as a caffeine-free coffee alternative.[46] Dandelion was also traditionally used to make the traditional British soft drink dandelion and burdock, and is one of the ingredients of root beer. Dandelions were once considered delicacies by the Victorian gentry, who used them mostly in salads and sandwiches."

The flowers of dandelions are typically eaten before they start to become seed heads, as although the fluffy "parachutes" are edible they are tasteless and their texture is considered unpleasant.

 Did you know that dandelions were intentionally transplanted from Europe to the New World in the early days of European settlement? Now they are at home all across America. 

There are many names for this little plant: bitterwort, blow-ball, lion’s tooth, cankerwort, clockflower, Irish daisy, priest's crown, puffball, swine's snout, telltime, yellow gowan, and probably many more. I find it very interesting that a French term for them, pissenlit (pee in bed) attests to the root’s diuretic qualities. England echoes this with their name, piss-a-bed.



A dandelion poem, from The Flower Fairies website:

Here’s the Dandelion’s rhyme:
See my leaves with tooth-like edges;
Blow my clocks to tell the time;
See me flaunting by the hedges,
In the meadow, in the lane,
Gay and naughty in the garden;
Pull me up—I grow again,
Asking neither leave nor pardon.
Sillies, what are you about
With your spades and hoes of iron?
You can never drive me out—
Me, the dauntless Dandelion!

Long, long ago, so the story goes, the flowers had a huge argument about which of them was the most beautiful, the most special, the most loved by the humans and by the fairies. The argument lasted for weeks, with each flower claiming to be the most beautiful and the most loved. Finally, all of the flowers agreed to let the Flower Fairies decide.


I believe this story, like the images above, are from one of Cicely Mary Barker's books about flower fairies. Ms. Barker (28 June 1895 – 16 February 1973) wrote many books about fairies and flowers, which remain popular today. I have found the story in many places online, with no attribution as to the author, so I am not sure of its source.

Dandelion and the Flower Fairies 

The Flower Fairies sent they're gentlest and kindest of spirit fairy to settle the problem and to give one plant her blessing and the title of the "most perfect" flower. The little Fairy decided to test each flower by asking them one question.

The first flower the Fairy talked to was the Rose.

"Where would you most like to live?" she asked it.

"I would like to climb the castle wall." said the Rose. "And then kings and queens and nobles would pass by everyday and exclaim over my beauty, my scent and my delicate nature."

The Flower Fairy walked sadly away from the Rose.

Next the Fairy came to a tulip, standing tall and proud. "Where would you most like to live?" she asked the Tulip.

"Oh, I want to live in a public garden" said the Tulip. "Where everyday people would come and admire my wonderful colors and see how straight and tall I stand." Once again, the Fairy walked a way feeling sad.

She walked until she came to a forest. There she found some Violets. She asked them "Where would you most like to live, little Violets?" "Oh" said the violets quietly "We like it here hidden in the woods where no one can see us and where the trees keep the sun from dulling our beautiful color." 

The fairy thanked the Violets and walked on looking for more flowers to talk to.

She talked to the Tiger Lily who was much too wild and fierce.

She talked to the Sunflower who barely answered her because all she wanted to do was be warmed by the sun.

The little Flower Fairy talked to the Orchids who only wanted to be taken out to dances and she tried to talk to the Narcissus but it was too busy looking at its reflection in the water to speak to her.
The little Fairy, with tears in her eyes, was ready to give up and go home when she came to a field with bright fluffy yellow flowers on long thin stalks. The leaves were long and jagged and very close to the ground. But the flowers....oh how happy and cheerful they looked in the field!

"Little one" said the Flower Fairy,z "What are you called and where would you like to live?"

"I am a dandelion" said the little flower."I'd like to live where ever there are children. I want to live beside the road, and in the meadows, and push up between the sidewalks in the cities, and make everyone feel happier when they see my bright colors." The Dandelion chattered on happily saying "I want to be the first flower that the children pick in the spring and take to their mothers. And I could tell if a child likes butter by being rubbed under their chins, and if a child makes a wish and blows my seeds, I could carry that wish on the wind."

The Flower Fairy smiled brightly and said "Little Dandelion, you are the most perfect and special flower of all and you shall have your wish! You will blossom everywhere from spring till fall, and be known as the children's flower."


And this is why the dandelion comes so early and pushes her head up everywhere with such strength and determination. And why she is so loved by children throughout her long life.

For tons of dandelion fact, fiction, and crafts, this is a good source.

More folklore here.

Yet another story on this site.


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Tuesday, April 28, 2026

Before the Rain

58°f/14.4°C this morning, overcast after a night of rainshowers. High of 81 yesterday, 77 expected today, with clearing in the afternoon. 

View from my rocker on the porch. 

Yesterday was a full-on garden day. I planted those lily bulbs, and transplanted a coral bells plant that was being crowded out by hostas and a peony. Then I watered the plants I put in last week, as we had only had a small shower since planting. 

Next up was tilling. I have experimented over the last few years with no-till gardening, with mixed and not really satisfactory results. I think perhaps our soil still has too much clay for this to work. The plants took longer to get established and overall didn't seem as robust, the soil stayed wet much longer, and I had more problems with diseases. On the plus side, weeding was minimal, and when the drought hit these plants still did very well. So after weighing the pluses and minuses, I am back to tilling, but will continue to mulch as I have done for years. The soil looks amazing, very rich and friable. Which it should, after years of care and nourishment.

Later in the day--after a couple hours porch time and a couple glasses of iced tea!--I went back out to 
put in some seeds: Indian corn, onions, spinach, beets, basil, dill, and parsley. I have never grown onions from seed before but it have had good luck with leeks so I thought I would give it a try. The leeks seeded a few weeks ago are already up. I planted beans, cucumbers and squash last week. So the garden is filling up! I was tired, but boy am i glad to have done this, as the overnight rain really settled those seeds in perfectly.

I was delighted to see the row of glads I put out there in the veggie garden are now poking through the ground. When I was a child, our next-door neighbor grew rows of glads for the local florist, and they were a beautiful sight. I think a row in the garden will look so pretty.

I did stop a while to make dinner too: broiled steak,  pan-grilled asparagus, sweet potatoes cooked in brown sugar and butter , and a macaroni salad like my mother used to make, just the pasta, chopped celery, celery seed, salt, pepper, and mayo. I added minced parsley and chives from my garden, and a little poppyseed dressing with the mayo. Simple and good.

Larry mowed grass most of the afternoon, but when he stopped to fill up with gas, the mower would not restart. So aggravating. He also finished up this little table for our booth. At least  that made him feel good.


The past two evenings, we've had firepit time. It is our reward for our day's work, and so pleasant to be out there with the dogs, listening to the fire crackles and the birds go to bed. It can be a challenge to make Larry stop, with so much to be done. And hour or two out there just restores the soul.

His and hers!



Today we are off to his doctor appointment in Charleston, stopping to pay the last of our taxes on the way. There goes $$$. Maybe I'll stop on the way home and buy plants. More $$, but so much more satisfying!




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Monday, April 27, 2026

More Blooms

47°f/8.3°C again this morning, clear and crisp. 

It's a great day to get in the garden! And that is where I am heading in a few minutes. First, a look at the flowers that opened over the weekend.

That's Larry's blackberry patch behind the iris. 



I love the way this spiderwort looks like a skirt on the old chair.

Peonies are opening, 2 weeks early.


I think this is the first year for this peony to bloom.


More irises.








This one was a surprise. I do not recall planting it, especially where it is in the garden. It is smaller than the other blooms too. 


Today: plant something lily bulbs in have had for a few weeks. I hope they are okay. I forgot about them! Then till some more in the vegetable garden,  and this evening continue the major weeding I started yesterday. I spent two hours yanking weeds, which were 99% ground ivy. I also want to paint the last porch table. Need more paint to do the patio furniture so it will have to wait.

Off to work I go!




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