I took these snapshots of milkweed on one of these last warm days of autumn. I've always been fascinated by it. Pods of pregnant promise. They are fresh and full all summer, then give birth to hundreds of flying faeries in the fall. Falling, flying, floating, seeding new promises in an endless cycle. Anyone else care to wax poetic about them?
Summer evenings can be beautiful, magical, full of delight. One can understand why so many stories were written about fairies and other magical happenings at this time of day, in this season. These photos were taken during one of those hushed warm evenings, when the sun has just set. The truck was asleep on a bed of moonlit-drenched hydrangeas, transforming it into something other than a truck. Maybe a flying time machine at rest or a coach flown by moths and bats. Even in the dead of winter, I can watch this video to see the fireflies.
What a beautiful photo's you have shared. The seeds look to me like angelhair.
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Marijke
How ethereal! Such a great perspective!
ReplyDeleteMarijke, yes they do look like the angel hair people put on Christmas trees. Thanks Sissy!
ReplyDeleteI will join you in loving milkweed seeds floating about. It reminds me of my walks at Pickerington Ponds near my home. The milkweeds line the path and draw in all my favorite butterflies.
ReplyDeleteDo they draw butterflies other than Monarchs? I thought the milkweed and monarchs had a mutually exclusive relationship..
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ReplyDeleteTak for kigget.