Kat and Everyone,

Here in New Jersey, one of the biggest past times is going up and down your lawn with weed killer. Anyone with a spot of yellow on their lawn is spurned. God forbid fluffy silver or gray little parachutes. They would give you death for that.

I giggle at them...pooh.

I love the spots of yellow, and manage to mow between the hearty little fellows, mostly.

Other than dandelion wine and (if you'll excuse the expression) daisy chains, I had no idea they were so useful. I just like to blow the little parachutes into the air and watch them float over to a neighbors. Tee Hee.

Love, annap