Wishes on a lawn | {my life}

I love dandelions. I can’t help it. I just do.

They remind me of a simpler time. When all you needed was a strong breathe, a wish and hope.

It has been one of those days. I have wanted to scream for no apparent reason, or maybe to many reasons to count. So instead, my camera was therapy today. I had just returned home and saw my dandelions. I told the kids to start their homework, I’d be back in in five minutes. It helped. At least for a moment. (They were playing instead of homework and had been putting off already.)