Storms and Skies and Dandelions


 

“You cannot forget if you would those golden kisses all over the cheeks of the meadow, queerly called dandelions.” ~~ Henry Ward Beecher

 

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“It gives one a sudden start in going down a barren, stony street, to see upon a narrow strip of grass, just within the iron fence, the radiant dandelion, shining in the grass, like a spark dropped from the sun”  ~~ Henry Ward Beecher

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