Dandelions are the scourge of many a fine lawn and their gaudy yellow flowers make them an instant and easily spotted target of hate for fastidious gardeners. The word ‘weed’ could have been invented just for them.
As a photographer (and in common with generations of wish-making small children) I view them differently. Once their admittedly brash flowering heads have done their job, they’re replaced by a seed head of incredible beauty that is wonderful to photograph. In isolated close-up their symmetry and delicacy is breath-taking, especially when set against a backdrop of colour – here provided by a carpet of de-focused forget-me-nots.
Of course, each individual seed, as beautiful as it is, is now set to disperse with the first breath of wind and go once more into battle with the Nation’s gardeners….