CARRIED ON THE WIND
This is going to seem like an odd comparison, especially in Minnesota, but seeds ALWAYS remind of the book by Eric Carle called "The Mountain That Loved the Bird." If you've never read this book, you absolutely should. It's one that I shared with my son when he was little, and hopefully he remembers reading it.
The reason I think of this story is because though the story is not about a seed, it's about a Mountain and a Bird and their relationship, a seed eventually plays a major role in the story. And when I see these seeds, I think about how God designed them to be carried away by air, or to be stuck in an animal's fur and carried away, or for them to float off and sprout somewhere downstream. And when they finally reach their landing spot, what they become just from that often tiny little seed is something magnificent.
This one happens to be milkweed. And I love the milkweed seed not only because of it's soft and silky hair that is wonderful to touch, but because of how beautiful the seed are when the milkweed pods open and the wind catches them and creates a flurry of silk in the air. And when the seed reproduces the new milkweed, it is a place for the Monarch caterpillars to get their start. And I simply love butterflies. It's just part of the glorious circle of life.
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