Wishful Thinking

When I was young, I used to make wishes on these by making a wish in my thoughts and blowing the little seeds away. Watching them fly off, carried away by the wind was a nice little scene that enchanted my youthful, eager eyes.
Living in the country, and especially during the spring and summer seasons, I keep finding these little plants sprouting and multiplying all over our acres of land.
I revisited my childhood today, plucked one up, and made a wish. 'Cause when is there ever an unsuitable time for wishful thinking?