My yard is full of dandelions. They are the first flowers that provide pollen for my bees. My chickens wander the yard in the afternoon, already eating the tender shoots. When they bloom, I pluck the flowers and make jelly. We sent jars of it to Belize for my son's hosts for his visit. When they go to seed, some neighbors will complain while my granddaughter learns to make a wish before blowing them into the wind.