MenoAZering; D = Daisy

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There is something DITSY about DAISIES. I love them. My mother loved them and her mother before her. Their gardens were never without some variety of daisy - or several. I, though, am very fond of the common wild daisy. The ones which so many people DESIGNATE as weeds. 

I have many fond memories from earlier in life of summer DAYS spent on grass littered with daisies... and DANDELIONS, another personal fave. I love these wildflowers because of their usefulness. What?! Yes, every part of a dandelion is edible, from the roots to the leaves and flowers, even the unopened flower buds and flower stalks. There are hundreds of dandelion recipes offering creative ideas for using every part of the plant, both for food and medicine. (DO check out this article on recipes.) Daisies, too, can be utilised in both food and medicine. (Check this one out!)

Wildflowers, note. Not weeds. They are only called that because of DISCRIMINATION. The gardener DOESN'T want 'those incomers/invaders/immigrants' in their backyard... Weed is a DEROGATORY term. Daisies and dandelions laid claim to that ground long before that gardener settled it, put up borders and DECLARED, 'this is mine!' 

Daises (and dandelions) are DOUGHTY. Their resilience is profound. The sunflower is an overgrown daisy. That it is a symbol for Ukraine is not to be overlooked.