It was that time of the year when the dandelion flowers turn into seeds, the children liked to pick them and  blow their  wishes to the wind…

On our way to the bus stop, there is a patch of wildflowers in the middle of the road. One day, as we crossed they noticed that it was full of dandelion seed heads, and they exclaimed: ” Look mama, the land of wishes!”

That struck me and stayed with me for a long time… Where I mainly saw weeds, they saw wishes, possibilities, dreams…


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  1. Que história maravilhosa! Daquelas histórias que ouvimos e gostávamos que fosse nossa! Descobri este blog através de um comentário no Reading My Tea Leaves e ainda bem! Felicidades!


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