Sitting in the sun. Drinking pimms. Spotted a dandelion. A lovely happy dandelion, hanging out in it's own company. In the garden there was just one other dandelion, a few meters away, also chilling it's beans and generally minding its own business.
Well now, there's no wind! How on earth will those two little dandelions fulfill their life potential and scatter without any wind to help them out? Fortunately my flame-red-haired goddess of a friend said she'd be happy to be their wind.
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