Weed? Or Flower?

Weed or flower?

Sassy loves her some dandelions. Everywhere we go, she collects a big handful and then gives them to me like a big bouquet of love. After so many of these gifts, I will never look at a dandelion as a weed again! True, they don’t stay so well or long after they’ve been picked, but all the better to appreciate the moment as it happens.

I think about Emerson’s quote a lot, the one about a weed just being a flower whose virtues haven’t been discovered yet. I think it applies equally well to so many situations:
“What is a troublemaker? A good kid whose virtues haven’t been discovered yet.”
“What is a problem? A blessing whose virtues haven’t been discovered yet.”
etc., etc.

Perception changes so many things, yes?