Time changes a lot of things.
The neighbourhood where I grew up used to be a sub urban heaven. Nobody had a fence and we kids played and roamed around wherever we wanted.
The streets werent cobbled and little weeds and plants were everywhere. And the most beautiful among them were the dandelions.
I guess you need a kid's eyes to notice the beauty of the lowly dandelion. ohh.. wait did i say lowly? I meant lovely. definitely lovely.
I loved them as a kid. I dont know how i forgot them as i grew up.
But when it comes to flowers, I have always favoured yellow. And I had no idea why, until recently.