On a sunny, cold, snowy day I was looking out my kitchen window at the snow covered patio, at the birds gathering on the feeders, and at a couple of icicles clinging to the gutter. And then I saw it. One of the icicles held an unexpected passenger: a single dandelion seed.
How did it get there?
Months earlier it had been a bright yellow bloom in someone's backyard. No one noticed it and it turned into a delicate silver globe waiting for the wind or perhaps a child to blow its seeds into the air. How far had it drifted?
Snow began to fall as the seed was still aloft. It could have landed anywhere - on the bare bushes that lined the patio, on the snow piled on the grill, but instead it brushed against an icicle as the meltwater dripped and refroze.
And there it was. How it caught my eye, I'll never know.
A summer memory caught on winter's ice.
The icicle has melted and the seed has disappeared. Maybe it will show up in my yard and a yellow bloom will stare back at me.
I wonder if it will survive its chilly encounter?
ReplyDeleteI would like to think it will. It survived this long and spring is not that far away.
DeleteI hope it becomes the pretty yellow flower, fulfilling its destiny. As a honey bee keeper my father loved dandelions.
ReplyDeleteI love seeing dandelions in the yard!
Delete"A summer memory"....I love that!
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DeleteThe picture is truly wonderful.
ReplyDeleteThank you! My husband asked, "How did you see that?" I just notice the little things.
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