Damnedelions

It’s spring and the dandelions–the most human of all weeds–are back.

Mitch Teemley

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(Time-lapse video below)

It’s spring. Start your mowers.

Thanks to those croquet-mad Victorians and a voracious lawn care industry, millions slavishly strive to maintain yards full of thick virginal grass–and nothing else!

Good luck with that.

I’m no purist. I like my yard Scott’s-free, full of cheerful violets, pithy inedible strawberries, tiny white-flowered onions, and that king of the interlopers–dandelions. Damnedelions!

I’ve always had a love-hate relationship with dandelions: love the flowers, hate the ugly, jaggy, ground-hugging leaves. Which, it turns out, are the source of the plant’s name–dandelion means “lion’s teeth” in French.

In fact, it turns out we have the French to thank for introducing dandelions to us, along with bikinis and snails (a hit and a miss). Early European settlers made salads out of dandelions and brewed “coffee” from their seeds.

I always thought there were two types of dandelions: those happy little orangey-yellow pseudo-daisies my…

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About mitchteemley

Writer, Filmmaker, Humorist, Thinker-about-stuffer
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2 Responses to Damnedelions

  1. Lucie says:

    You’re probably not gonna believe this, Mitch, but as a child I loved eating dandelion salads with my Italian grandfather. He’d pick the young (tender) ones and put a little olive oil, garlic and red wine vinegar on them and he and I would eat it in his back yard garden. I miss those salads and the quiet times with my grandfather…. ❤

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