Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Willow's Weekly Word

Dandelions were a sweet part of my life when I was a girl. I loved
being close to the earth, the soft warm grass and gathering huge
bouquets of dandelions. Do you remember holding a fresh bright
bloom beneath a friend’s chin, to determine their fondness for butter?
We were princesses donned with crowns of woven dandelion chains,
the milky white sap dripping from the stems. But it was most thrilling
to lie in the grass, blow the fluffy seeds in just one breath, and watch
them float to the sky. I have fond memories of going out in the
country with my grandmother to pick dandelion greens for supper.
Did the leaves grow larger then, or was I was just smaller? The word
dandelion comes from the jagged edges of its green leaves, which
resemble a lion's teeth. The French form of the word is dent de lion,
which translates "tooth of the lion". So, there you have it!

34 comments:

  1. I am really enjoying this feature of yours, Willow! Very interesting about the dandelion! Who knew! The greens and fresh blooms are picked daily here...both a favorite treat of Nuggets!

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  2. Hi Willow,

    Yes I did the dandelion thing under the chin, chains, headbands, floated them on the river, raced them...eat them never but then I've been mising out haven't I.
    If you not seen Andy Goldsworthy's Rivers and Times check it out. Here is an artist compleatly in tune with nature and check out what he did with Dandelions...
    And yes I do have a bit of of a soft spot for Mr Morris.

    cheers, Stephen

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  3. Stephen, I just watched a clip from "Rivers and Tides" on YouTube. Now I need to see the whole documentary. I'm adding it to my list...thank you! :)

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  4. Betsy, that little Nugget gets gourmet meals at your house! ;)

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  5. I also imagined that when I blew on the white puff that the seeds floating off were ballerinas. Wonderful post - informative and fun!

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  6. Willow, there were large fields near my childhood home and when the bright yellow dandelion petals morphed into feathery balls the air was thick with dandelion snow. It felt like my own private storm!

    I also had occasion, in England, to sample dandelion wine, which, surprisingly, I found quite tasty. That same night we had dandelion salad and pheasant that was braised in some sort of dandelion marinade. All in all a "dandy" repast.

    Thanks for bringing back those memories.

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  7. Oh well, I have to notice the leaves next time I see a dandelion. I get so excited with the flower that I have never noticed the leaves. Thanks.

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  8. They are called Pusteblume in German. The verb pusten means to blow. The name fits nicely too!

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  9. Wow, it's so good to pop by week in, week out and enjoy a fresh dish of linguistic cuisine. And if it' served with dandelions, even better. I love the fluffiness of them.

    Excellent post.

    Greetings from London.

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  10. You hold such fond memories!
    The Bach

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  11. Maris, I remember giving these lovely flowers to my mother, before and after they went to seed. It's a shame we consider them a pesty weed. The Tooth of the Lion - what a funny translation. Thanks.

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  12. I remember dandelions, and haven't thought about them since I was a little girl. At least not like that. A lovely post Willow, it brought back sweet childhood memories. :)

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  13. As a child we would blow the dandelion, and however many times you had to blow to clear its head would tell you what the time was (I was always late, so don't count on it). Also its leaves were rubbed into nettle-stings, when you think about it, the DANDELION is a wonderful weed.....

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  14. Thanks Willow. Always informative. I learn something new almost every time I visit. Pappy

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  15. Ah--dents de lion! Bien sur! Interesting, Willow. Who knew. Your description of it all brings me back to childhood. I love your newest banner reincarnation--and the beautiful "Esq" ecriture there. I like the name change, too--"Life at" is very appropos, since you treat us to little glimpses of just that. Delightful post!

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  16. First, I love thast you keep changing your header picture ... I thought it was buttercups that relfected your love of butter? Anyway I do remember loving to be in the country except for the BUGS

    :-Daryl

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  17. I think you are right about the buttercups, but there weren't any in our neck of the woods and dandelions were the next best thing!

    I know...I keep playing with my header. After I finally figured out how to do it, the possibilites are endless!

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  18. Lovely post. I love dandelions, although I've never eaten their greens. Beautiful photo.

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  19. I just love baby dandelion greens in salad. My sister and I used to sit for hours making dandelion chains. And thanks for the etymology lesson--I never knew the origin of the word before!

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  20. How well written and how interesting. I am always learning something new.
    Glad you found Mother Shipton post interesting.

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  21. Thanks for reminding me of those fun childhood games. I still enjoy buttercups but despair over the dandelions taking over my yard. They are fine in bloom or seed but it's afterwards - all those naked stalks sticking up. I still don't hate them enough to use herbicides. Interesting etymology.

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  22. Willow I love your new look girl. IT is always a treat to come here.

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  23. Any header you choose is a delight.

    I think "dandelion" is one of the very few words whose etymology is known to me. I have the same memories of buttercups and daisy chains... and whistling past a tautly held blade of grass. Thank you for putting it so well in this post.

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  24. BPG, whistling with the blade of grass! I loved it so much because I could whistle much louder that way!

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  25. How I love dandelions. They are beautiful! And so is your post!
    Becky

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  26. Hi Willow, love your blog, I came via House of Edward. Willow Manor looks gorgeous. Great photo of the Dandelion, it always reminds me of childhood too, collecting the leaves for my rabbit.

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  27. Hi Fern! And welcome to Willow Manor! Hope you come back for a visit soon. I'm popping over to your place...

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  28. Of course! Dandelion. How wonderful.

    I second the Rivers and Tides recommendation. That is one of my favorite films. It is incredibly beautiful and worth seeing many times over.

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  29. Oh good! I'm adding it to my Netflix list and looking forward to seeing it! :)

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  30. Oh...fun! I had no idea it was a bastardized French term.

    We used buttercups in lieu of dandelions for the chin thing...

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  31. The seeds blow about in the park and produce a weed with very tenacious roots. We no longer approve of weed killers to keep our park lawns neat and tidy. I don't see why "they" can't devise a dandelion vacuum to suck up the seeds before they blow around. A sort of prophelactic approach.

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  32. Or a very strong fan to blow them "somewhere else"!

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  33. This dandelion photo reminds me of Edward's head!

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  34. Haha! Yes, just draw a sweet doggie face on it and it would be Edward! :D

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