These dandelions have gone by. I don't know which version I detest more. When they're yellow and are scattered across the lawn, they stand out more and need to be removed by my 'local gardener'. Later, it's magical! The snowball effect transpires, seemingly overnight, and it's no problem. You see, my mower seeks no mercy and finds none. I will say this though. How come something so insignificant in the plant world can be constructed so perfectly? Forget stopping to smell the roses today. Take a gander at the poor, passing dandelion. Give it some props!