"Dandelion in the Wind" is a sensual love story of a coastal wind in a small port town who falls in love with Dessa, a young woman uncertain about her sexual identity. "Dandelion in the Wind" researches possibilities: What if winds could tell stories? What if winds could fall in love? What if rocks could fall in love? Or rivers? Or trees? Would that love be real or imagined? And how would the wind's eternal soul survive the transience of time, the brevity of human life? What if the woman loved the wind? Would there be a way for those unorthodox lovers to come together when one of them cannot take on a form? "Dandelion in the Wind" is an allegorical story about love imagined, of illusions we hold onto after relationships are over. It speaks to the lovers who have experienced the improbability of lasting happiness, the impossibility of overcoming differences and obstacles. The narrative is lyrical and rich in sensory details, the voice of the wind is haunting but optimistic, and the message comes through easily even though embedded in the symbolism of the story.

The humble dandelion. By roadside or mountainside, it flowers every month of the year throughout the world, a fitting symbol of life. Its journey is our journey, filled with challenge, wonder and beauty.

Rhyming text presents the dandelion, not as a weed, but as a flower of great beauty. Includes information about the flower, a recipe, and science activities.

A dandelion goes through many stages in its life. From spring to summer to its last days in fall. Some people hate them, pluck them away from their sight, and force them to grow where nothing else may grow. What begins all green and bland grows to be a colorful spot in the scenery. But after a while, their yellow petals vanish, and when the dandelions open themselves again, they emerge wearing a crown of their seeds. One by one, it flies off with every gust of wind until, at last, nothing is left but the stem and flower head. In a way, she found that her love had been like this. One beautiful cycle of life, much like the transformation of a dandelion. And it all began with a stranger she met on her commute on a normal day. Because dandelions grow in the most unusual places, they persevere only to live through their bloom and into their end. For a while, she could accept that this very beautiful thing had ended with no way to reverse the things said and done. No way back to yellow.

Tattered relationships and broken hearts, like a quilt, can be pieced together by God’s love. When Maren Jensen took a job on Elsa Brantenberg’s St. Charles, Missouri farm, she never expected to call the place her home. As she grows to love Mrs. Brantenberg and her granddaughter, Gabi, Maren is transformed from a lonely mail-order bride-without-a-groom to a beloved member of the Brantenberg household. But when Gabi’s father, Rutherford “Wooly” Wainwright, returns to the farm unexpectedly, everything changes for Maren. Despite the failing eyesight that caused her suitor to reject her, she can see that Wooly desperately needs to reconnect with the family he abandoned when his grief sent him running toward the army—and into the Civil War. She also senses there could be something more between the widower and herself, if either can move beyond their past hurts. Comforted and counseled by the wisdom of the women in her beloved quilting circle, Maren begins to discover the cost such decisions demand of her heart. Are her choices in obedience to God, or is she running from His plan? Is it too late for love to be stitched into the fabric of her life?

Si Dionne Lucas ay isang museum art director na maganda, mayaman at matalino. Hindi na rin nakapagtataka kung marami ang nagkakagusto sa kaniya. Isa lang ang ayaw ni Dionne, ang makipagrelasyon. Ayaw niya talaga ng commitment. Wala rin siyang pakialam kahit guwapo o mayaman ang lalaking nagkakagusto sa kaniya. Laro lang ang gusto ni Dionne. Ayaw niya ng seryosohan hanggang sa nakilala niya ang abogado na si Charlotte Del Pierro. Magagawa pa rin kayang pigilan ang tukso o hahayaan ni Dionne na baguhin ang kaniyang nararamdaman?

"Dandelions thrive on all seven continents. The blooms are among the most resilient and adaptable in the world. Learn how the crafty plant travels on the wind and hitches rides in all manner of ways in order to spread far and wide. Includes a map and backmatter on dandelions"--

Dandelions in the Wind is a collection of poems narrating the reflection of a young lady, written purely out of her heart as she was coping with her mental illnesses. This collection of poems portrays her thoughts on a variety of subjects, ranging from love, life in general, strength, chasing dreams, books, friendship, encounters in life, her past grief on her mom's death, and on the common issues arising around mental health. Dandelions in the Wind aspires to help people who are coping and struggling with their own tribulations, to relate to someone who is also trying to find her place in this world, to make an understanding circle and as a voice for those who are made silent by worldly judgments.

The summer of '28 was a vintage season for a growing boy. A summer of green apple trees, mowed lawns, and new sneakers. Of half-burnt firecrackers, of gathering dandelions, of Grandma's belly-busting dinner. It was a summer of sorrows and marvels and gold-fuzzed bees. A magical, timeless summer in the life of a twelve-year-old boy named Douglas Spaulding—remembered forever by the incomparable Ray Bradbury. The only god living in Green Town, Illinois, that Douglas Spaulding knew of. The facts about John Huff, aged twelve, are simple and soon stated. • He could pathfind more trails than any Choctaw or Cherokee since time began. • Could leap from the sky like a chimpanzee from a vine. • Could live underwater two minutes and slide fifty yards downstream. • Could hit baseballs into apple trees, knocking down harvests. • Could jump six-foot orchard walls. • Ran laughing. • Sat easy. • Was not a bully. • Was kind. • Knew the words to all the cowboy songs and would teach you if you asked. • Knew the names of all the wild flowers and when the moon would rise or set and when the tides came in or out. He was, in fact, the only god living in the whole of Green Town, Illinois, during the twentieth century that Douglas Spaulding knew of. “[Ray] Bradbury is an authentic original.”—Time