Dandylion Boquets

I can still remember where I was sitting when I recieved my first dandylion boquet from Ryan, at the tender age of 2, on the hill of our new home on Crestline Drive. He was precariously walking up and down gathering all the yellow flowers he could give me--stemless--of course.

I sure do love dandylion and other weedy type flower boquet--not for their aromatic pleasure, but for the love that is in every petal picked. Especially for the joy that engulfs their face--eyes sparkle and smiles are grinning wide--"Here mom, I picked these for you".

Delaney has given me my first dandylion boquet for this year. --with a sparkling beautiful smile of course.
While driving north for a temple excursion with the family we stopped for a pizza--well, 2 to be precise, we are no longer a 1 pizza family--we stopped for a lunch break. We found this wayside stop and enjoyed an hour in the breezy sunshine.

The wayside stop just off the Buena Vista exit.

Ahhh, another gift of love, water--as long as there are no floaties--Thanks!!