I have a love/hate relationship with weeds. We are engaged in a constant battle. But I have great respect for my enemy. Weeds are tenacious and hardy. They thrive even where we try our utmost to suppress them. The dandelion is particularly tricksy/clever. Its root is deep but weak, making it hard to fully pull out. And its seeds are cunningly designed – though I’m not sure if their purpose is to blow away in the wind, or to be carried and blown around by small children. Both appear to be effective strategies.