As a kid, I loved autumn’s fun forms of seed dispersal; pine cones, maple seeds, acorns. We’d play games, throwing winged seeds into the air and watching them fall. I remember a hike at a marsh was the most fun of all. There, nature beckons a child; “help me sow these seeds,” says the cattail. “I’d love to help,” says the little person, grabbing a fistful of hot dogs on a stick. The brown exterior of the seed mass is like velvet. The inside, pure fluff. Small hands throw the feathery tendrils into the wind and another year’s propagation work is finished by feisty volunteers.
When I hiked with Eagle’s class last month, I saw the tradition continue. Middle school students are excellent at accomplishing the cattail’s work of the season. I happily saw kids enjoying nature as I did at their age, and still do.
Thanks for visiting. Let us know in the comments, what outdoor plants or seeds were important to you as a child? Gracias. ¡Olé! –Rebecca