Over the years I’ve remembered the flowers, but I’d forgotten the pleasure of those dried seeds. As children, we used them as “money” for our very important transactions.
I can see by this poem that you have been thinking similar thoughts. I try not be sad this time of year as I watch the flowers go by but think about how nature is already getting things ready for next spring.
Beautiful purse holding its bounty til ready! I love it! Hugz Lisa
Such a lovely little package.
beautiful I love this
Excellent.
Great photo and words! I love my hollyhocks, too!
Very special. Unique take on a reassuring cycle.
Very sweet.
Beautifully observed, expressed.
Over the years I’ve remembered the flowers, but I’d forgotten the pleasure of those dried seeds. As children, we used them as “money” for our very important transactions.
what an amazing macro shot! and what an eye you have!
I like the green and black background.
Lovely. Yes the ground for rebirth is being set now. This little reminds me dim sum.
Great picture as always
I’d like to express my thanks for your visions of natural beauty. Your posts enrich my life every day. – Wishing you all good things.
Lovely! Mine are still struggling to open !
Beautiful message!
green hope
short, sweet and beautiful.
beautiful
lovely imagery
Love the words and the image.
Great shot
very nice.
I can see by this poem that you have been thinking similar thoughts. I try not be sad this time of year as I watch the flowers go by but think about how nature is already getting things ready for next spring.
very sweet, cannot wait to see it open!
So funny, I just got a bunch of hollyhock seeds from my aunt’s flowerst yesterday! I was thinking how amazingly it all works! Beautiful pic 🙂
I especially love this. Your posts delight me, and thank you for following my blog.
Leaf and twig you are full of magic
wow. i love your posts! *following* 🙂
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what do you see when you look at a hollychock seedpod? 🙂 i love the insight and imagination:
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