mixed blessing, a Haiku (for Cee’s Flower of the Day Dandelion, reblogged on Sometimes)

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This post is a reblog of one I previously published here on SOMETIMES in 2016.

https://ceenphotography.com/2020/10/06/fotd-october-7-dandelions/

Dandelion

 oxymoronic
beautiful yet annoying
mixed gift of yellow

©Sometimes, 2016, 2020

 

29 thoughts on “mixed blessing, a Haiku (for Cee’s Flower of the Day Dandelion, reblogged on Sometimes)”

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  2. How true an haiku. Lately, some people in my neighbourhood have given up on trying to eradicate the dandelions. And the masses of yellow on their lawns look beautiful until they go to seed. Beautiful photo.

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    1. ah, such is life… I looked beautiful too until I started to go to seed. (couldn’t resist.) An upside is that the dandelion greens stay green until winter…and they make dandelion wine. And salad, too, for that matter. 🙂 THANKS for commenting and welcome to my blog. I’ll be visiting you shortly.

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    2. hey…I’ve been a follower for a long time. I recognized the cats… the big yellow and white one Buddy? could be a twin of my Mawkin, who is a shorter haired yellow and white. 🙂

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      3. Maukin does indeed look like Buddy. Buddy is rather overweight, though. I take him outside every day, now, for a little supervised exercise. What a lot of cats you have!. Perhaps one or more of the would like to do a guest post on Foster Cat Chats some time.

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      5. Great! Every Thursday we have a guest blogger so there are lots of examples on the blog to look at. I’ll get back to you in a week or two with details.

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    3. I love to see them en masse also and because we live near the ocean and have sandy soil weeds are the only thing that keeps the soil in the garden. They are such a particular yellow

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      1. yes…me too. very lovely … I do love wild flowers, “they” planted them on roadsides a few years ago and make wonderful displays in season. Of course birds and the wind make sure the seed are not confined to second-class areas. ha ha

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  4. Lovely picture and haiku. And it is oh so true that the flower is pretty, but we hate it so much. Sometimes I think I would like the dandelions to just grow and be beautiful, but I’m afraid of the neighbors. Don’t think they would like all that seed blown about.

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    1. I know…neighbors can be icky about dandelion seed. Our neighborhood is out of control though, so we just mow the “old” dandelions before they go to seed. Theoretically… lol

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      1. We have another two wild daisy specie, one has flattish leaves, sort of aqua green, a little like the Dandelion and yellow flowers, sometimes with stripes at the edges of the petals. The other is a much taller plant and comes in yellow, white and mauve, both are prolific and both detested except by us. When we first moved into the area we used stealth to collect the latter and plant them into the lawn. What passes for a lawn is another collection of grassess dubbed Weed, commercial lawn doesn’t survive. ( Australia)

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      2. lovely…I would probably love them. It is sad to me when people so dislike gift-flowers (aka weeds) that mar their manicured untouchable flowers. I have some roots in Australia…thanks to my grandfather who hailed (er…sailed, actually) from your east coast town of Grafton when he was 16.

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      4. I haven’t done any public projects yet but if I wanted them to show up I would create a category for them and place the category in the menu bar so that everytime you post a post under that category they will show up together when people click on the link. I have a Reblogged link which shows all the posts on my web I have carried over, I also have one for Islam and Judaism – so that whenever anyone hits those links they get all of those posts. Get the participants to use the same category in their posts or to leave their link on your post.

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  5. Grafton – that’s the area where I grew up! I lived some 20 miles North of there and Grafton was our main shopping town. Our small town had a handful of people, a butchers, garage, Post Office come telephone exchange, Public house and 7 churches. The garage sold some groceries the rest you loaded up on in bulk when everyone went to the big smoke in Grafton. Only one bus a week. We kept chickens which we swapped for milk and we grew our vegetables and ordered fuel in 44 gallon drums since we lived out of town. School was another 8 miles north on the other side of the river.

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    1. very interesting! My grandfather’s father was mayor of the town they lived in, I think it was Grafton. One of my aunts did some research and got some documentation back from a clerk in Grafton to the effect that great-grandpa really WAS the mayor… but since grandfather left (ran away) on a sailing ship when he was 16 he apparently left no progeny…he was born around 1800. Their name was Schwonberg. By the time I decided I should like to visit Australia my budget was depleted and the vast distance made it near impossible.

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      2. oh- yes, it will be fun to see what you turn up. I do have more precise details somewhere. Two of my cousins went to visit the area a couple of years ago, I’ll call and see what they turned up. I do have the correspondence with that town clerk. When I was in England a few years ago we visited my great-grandmothers birthplace…the historical society found a former docent that new exactly where my family had lived…and we found it! The house remains as it was in 1800, with a few renovations. 🙂 (other side of the family from the Aussies)

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      3. I would be pleased for a little more information then I can make some inquiries because it is a coincidence and I cannot recall any Germanic Surnames in the Area when I was there, however we were 20 miles away and lived in an Anglo-Irish area.

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      4. I need to find my info, or I’ll ask my cousin. My mother was born in 1920, so her Dad probably born around 1900, ran away at 16 on a ship. His Dad was also born in Australia, and possibly HIS Dad…before that the family lived in Germany. (ah ha!)

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