Dandelion Daisy

All the dandelions in all the parks around the city have all gone to seed in the past couple of days. They bloomed yellow for two whole weeks this year, competely untouched by municipal grooming machinery. It may be finances or something dreary like that, but I like to think that the city just decided that the dandelions blooming in the grass of the playing fields and along the park boulevards were just too darn pretty to mow down. Then this weekend every single one of them went to seed. Even I was shocked at the billowing clouds of dandelion fluff a small dog like Daisy managed to kick up just tromping through the grass on a normal walk.

Lifted from Cuteoverload.com. Happy Sunday!

( I've been gone so long--it just happens sometimes, I guess. But you are here-- thanks! )

I found this photo on the front page of the Washington Post today and it made me laugh out loud. The child pictured is apparently at a spa getting her hair done and undergoing various other relaxing and beautifying techniques. Ever seen anyone look so very not relaxed? And that chair...is it a chair? It looks like a character from some science fiction fantasy --oh, wait, I just realized it must be a bear--look, I bet there is a happy ursine face behind our blinded-by-cucumber-slices-little girl.

I've always thought that beauty salons and spas are not the place for children. There is no way in hell that Cucumber Girl here needs to be treated for imminent lines or bags around her eyes. Ditto with manicures or pedicures for nails the size of chipmunk eyeballs. Unnecessary and misguided. (Hey--just like my blog! Hee hee.)