I wish there were any likelihood of my soon seeing Primrose, Periwinkle, Dandelion
, Sweet Fern, Clover Plantain, Huckleberry, Milkweed, Cowslip, Buttercup, Blue Eye, and Squash Blossom again.
When Sarah ate she set aside, with a sigh, the dish of dandelions with its crowning ovarious accompaniment.
"Why, there's no W in dandelions," said Sarah, in surprise.
The babies are greatly distressed, and are digging a grave, and preparing funeral wreaths of dandelions
She is decorated all over with beads and bracelets and embroidered dandelions
; but her principal decoration consists of the softest little gray eyes in the world, which rest upon you with a profundity of confidence--a confidence that I really feel some compunction in betraying.
One of them in a blue coat by himself, was busily hunting for dandelions.--"Cousin Peter!
Peter hid his dandelions, and accompanied the afflicted parent, who was all of a twitter.
The banks of the river grew lower, too, permitting them to see more of the country, and presently they discovered yellow buttercups and dandelions
growing amongst the grass, from which evidence they knew they had reached the Winkie Country.
On both sides of the house was a big orchard, one of apple-trees and one of cherry-trees, also showered over with blossoms; and their grass was all sprinkled with dandelions
. In the garden below were lilac-trees purple with flowers, and their dizzily sweet fragrance drifted up to the window on the morning wind.
Standing up thus against the large low moon, the daisies really seemed to be giant daisies, the dandelions
to be giant dandelions
How they ever grew up alive in that whirlpool of boys was a mystery to their grandma and aunts, but they flourished like dandelions
in spring, and their rough nurses loved and served them well.
Her paths were already weedy; her pocket-handkerchief of a lawn was yellow with dandelions
It seemed as if the spring weather had brought out all manner of tender things beside fresh grass and the first dandelions
, for as she went down the street Polly kept seeing different phases of the sweet old story which she was trying to forget.
There's buttercups, and there's daisies, and there's'--the turnkey hesitated, being short of floral nomenclature--'there's dandelions
, and all manner of games.'
That's what the Naperville Park District did Wednesday with the second annual Dandelion
Pull in Knoch Park.