Sunday, Ethan brought me his first flower of spring - a lovely yellow dandelion. He was very disappointed when it died a day or so later, even though I put it in water. I explained to him how a flower uses its roots to take in the nutrients from the soil that it needs to live, and that when you pick a flower, it is cut off from its roots. So today he brought me another flower, roots and all:
I explained that it still needed the dirt, and gave him a flowerpot to take out to the garden to fill with some dirt. I have a feeling our transplant isn't going to make it, though.
Do you suppose he could have the yard cleared of dandelions by the end of summer?
No comments:
Post a Comment