I LOVE DANDELIONS.
One day on one of our wonderful adventures in the Okanagan, I came upon these big and beautiful dandelions and found myself obsessing over them with my camera. Each one is unique and so fragile on the outside, but strong and resilient on the inside. I've noticed that dandelions are often overlooked because they are a weed and perhaps thought of as bad or ugly, but I see them as full of beauty in their element and somehow ethereal. If people only perceived them for what they really are, wouldn't they appreciate them for all that they are?