Spent the morning plucking flowers to make my annual dandelion wine. Since these are some of the first flowers in my area, I try not to take too many from one spot. Also, since I'm using them for food, I make sure not to pick any that are within 50 ft of the road because of the potential car exhaust.
So, that means I went ranging far to get the quart of blossoms that I needed. I ended up having a fairytale moment where I was so focused on just plucking the next flower I saw that I looked up and realized I was nearly a mile from home, oops!
Now time to turn my fingers yellow and pluck all these petals off. It's a hassle, but the wine will be much tastier without the bitter green parts.









