992. “yo adrian!”

swaying side to side
the wind lands a right and left
a “rocky” story  🦊❤️

I watched a solitary dandelion in the final rounds of its match with the wind.  The wind blew from the right and then the left. The dandelion swayed with the wind’s blows. The seedpods clung tightly to the dandelion’s spindly stem. But we all know how this battle ends.  Next year the wind will have countless more matches to weather.  Dandelions never lose even when they seemingly do.  🦊❤️