Yesterday I talked about the utility of milkweed – habitat for monarch butterflies, substitute for kapok in World War II – and said I would go back today to gather seeds for our butterfly garden. I did that. It was breezy and since I had my camera with me I planted it in front of a nice strand of milkweed floss and took a lot of shots as it danced in the breeze.
It is easy to walk by milkweed and to notice the floss and seeds in only the most pedestrian way. Unless we are looking, truly looking, they won’t occupy more than a moment of thought; visually, just a glimpse.
These little creations are striking when you take the time to look at them. I could go on and on about this but I think the best tribute to them is just to show a few shots. Words just can’t capture their subtlety and beauty. (In each case I have darkened the background somewhat to help them stand out.)



They speak for themselves.

