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!