All that is the kind of scientific stuff. What got me thinking was that, with the change from summer to fall, these pappus were finished with the mother plant and ready to embark on their own adventure in life.
Their early life as a flower and their dance with bees was surely no longer in their memory. Now, they didn't know where they were going, and for sure they didn't know what they were going to do when they got there. They were just letting their nature lead them as they grabbed ahold of the wind.
--steve buser
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