sparklevamp

I remember when I was little and we lived in a little house in an unassuming little town. We'd always moved around a lot, but that house was my favorite home. Right next to it was this beautiful golden field of wild dandelions. I'd always run out there at dusk and try to catch lady bugs and fireflies before mom called me in for dinner. They were pretty and yellow and dainty. My favorite part about them was when they shed the yellow petals and became wishing flowers, the ones you blow on to make a wish. I remember always running out of breath before I could get all the little floating seeds to fall off, and I could never get them all in one b