Thursday, September 6, 2012

gone to seed



In the country, goldenrod is thriving

but most of the wildflowers are easing into their last days.

I was thinking about seeds

how sturdy they are, withstanding 
wind, birds, all kinds of intrusions and obstacles

then freeze, frost, snow, ice

  until spring, when it will be their turn to come to life.

21 comments:

  1. Hello Jen:
    A single seed is quite something, is it not? Bound in that tiny capsule is so much energy and new life waiting to be released when conditions are right.A tiny miracle and all the more reason to reflect upon it and be humbled by its power!

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    1. You express my feelings beautifully! It does seem miraculous, and worthy of contemplation.

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  2. Hello Jen, What a poetic tribute to seeds. Fall is an intensely beautiful time, but its first harbingers of goldenrod and disappearing summer flowers always produce an initial shock of sadness for the passage of time and the end of summer.
    --Road to Parnassus

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    1. I was taking a walk, trying to focus on more then the general landscape. I went smaller and smaller, until I got to the seeds, and it was indeed a poetic moment.

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  3. gentle and strong thoughts.
    such a small thing, so resilient, we can learn from seeds.

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    1. Yes. "Seed" is often used as a metaphor, but looking at them for themselves, helps me think of it in a fresh way.

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  4. Are they all wildflowers? How lovely. When I read your line about seeds, I found they are somehow metaphorical materials.

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    1. Yes, all wildflowers, growing wild on our property in the Catskills. Seeds make rich metaphors!

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  5. I picked a bean from a field when we were out walking last year. After taking the seeds from the pod, I absentmindedly put them in my raincoat pocket. Some time later my raincoat went into the washing machine and was subsequently put away. I put it on again a few weeks later .. the seeds are still in the pocket, hard and shiny, apart from one, which has begun to sprout! M x

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  6. I just gathered seeds from my single dark purple hollyhock. I was going to plant a few now hoping they get a head start and will bloom next year; the rest I'll plant in the spring.

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    1. That's I great idea. Hollyhocks are sublime.

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  7. It amazes me, especially after the long hard Norwegian winter, covered most part of it under the snow, how is it possible that they come back to life with such intensity in the Spring?

    I believe Spring to be the greatest revolution of all

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  8. Yes, its amazing isnt it? All about survival I suppose.

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  9. Although summer is at it's last, they photo's you made of nature still look beautiful. In Holland temperatures are still high, but things are slowly changing. You can feel and smell it in the air.

    Have a lovely day!

    Madelief x

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  10. and the birds are saying, oh boy, seedpods and berries coming -- yay fall!

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  11. Beautiful photos. They make a nice grouping.

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  12. Vegetative cycle or natural cycle is really miraculous. My mother-in-law grow vegetables from the seed with utmost care and is always grateful to earth or Earth for the harvest.

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  13. Hi Jen
    neat post about the flowers and seeds and changes of seasons.. I love the early fall and the late fall with all the golden colors
    -KAT-

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  14. Nature is so awe inspiring. We live the cycles year after year season after season and it never ceases to amaze.

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