As the winter brown turned to clover and calf-high weeds across our front yard, we welcomed spring. Though late April, it seems that green onions and dandelions only arrived just a few weeks ago.
I’ve been chasing after Ennis as he collected dandelions. Waving his arms, he drug many dandelions across the ground, his shirt, his face, and my face as I showed him how to puff up his cheeks to blow.
Today, Ennis picked his last dandelion of the spring. The mower has evened our weeds into a lawn once more.
If we’re here next spring, after all of Ennis’ work, we are sure to have a bumper crop of dandelions.