When I was a girl our yard became a field of yellow in May.

I remember walking gingerly in bare feet strategically placing each foot in a space with no honeybees. You could actually hear what sounded like the grass buzzing from all the bees.

I was allergic to honeybees. I remember telling Mom and Dad that I could live without honey if only there were no bees. They explained that we needed honeybees to make everything grow.

Now we see few dandelions and few honeybees. We believe a lush green lawn is the norm.

How different our way of life is now. We don't adapt to what nature gives us. We try to alter nature. 

Mom said, "God gave us so many dandelions. They must be a cure for something. We just don't know what, yet."

She thought maybe dandelions could cancer. But wouldn't it be wonderful if the bright, beautiful dandelion could cure Alzheimer's?