Welcome to Dandelion Discoveries!
I’m truly so glad you’re here. I hope you’ll stay and enjoy the journey with me.
A Little About Me…
I’m Elizabeth, known to most friends, family, and coworkers as Biz.
Connecticut born. Paraguay raised. Midwest settled (for now!).
Since 2008 I’ve been the wife of Jonathan — a fellow missionary kid, childhood-crush-though-I’d-never-admit-it, and best friend. I’m a twenty-something mama of two – Elsie Grace, 2yrs / Baby Boy, due Dec ’14.
I have the privilege of working my dream job… stay at home mom. I love it. It’s not easy, but it’s fulfilling in a very beautiful way. I always have a “to-do” list a mile long, and I’m never bored!
I like pizza… the feel of library picture books… the color aqua…. blueberries… coffee (and all that goes along with coffee – the aroma, the mugs, and the let’s-meet-for-coffee’s)… mason jars… murder mysteries… seasons (some more than others, but mainly I love the change they bring!)… and, of course, dandelions.
Most importantly, I’m a daughter, servant, and lover of my Savior Jesus Christ.
Why “Dandelion Discoveries?”
Dandelions are one of my favorite flowers.
I know, I know… “They’re not a flower, they’re a weed.” Well they’re a flowering weed, at least give me that!
When I see my first dandelion of the year I break out in a big grin and give a happy sigh (and run over and pick it if possible). Years living in a dandelionless country has only increased my appreciation for them. Just look at them, popping up EVERYWHERE in the Spring, all on their own. And they’re resilient things, aren’t they?! You mow the grass and they grow back, short enough next time to pass under the blade of the mower.
Hillsides painted in brilliant yellow. The first bouquet a child picks for mama. Dandelions.
Wishes made, then a gentle blow. White fluff carried on warm summer breezes. Dandelions.
(Much appreciated, I’m sure, by the neighbors who pay to have such weeds eradicated from their manicured lawns. Oops!)
Dandelion Discoveries is about living life with a perspective that goes against the norm. It’s seeing the beauty of a flower in the nuisance of a weed.