I'm obsessed with blowballs. Little seeds with parachutes - ready to fly. They are such delicate star like structures. Woven from moonlight or silvery silk. Nevertheless they are withstanding rain and wind. The parachute, the feathery bristles are called pappus (old man). Sometimes they form "cotton" balls and roll like tumbleweed.
by Sigrid Strohschneider-Laue July. 24, 2018 1866 views
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