Winged Seedpods
On the way home, I stopped at the place where a friend of mine works and dropped off some of those little seedpods with the wings that fall this time of year (from the Silver Maple tree?). A co-worker calls them little helicopters.
I love them. I look forward to this time each year.
I take the ones that fall onto my balcony & drop them over the railing. They spin as they fall. They have differences in their spins, too - some so fast they’re a blur and you can hardly see them. Some are slow and expansive – whirling grandly. And the spin doesn’t necessarily indicate how fast they drop - some fast spinners loft, taking their time to the ground, while some slow leisurely-spinning ones drop quickly.
And then there are the wind currents.... It is so joyful to let loose a winged seedpod and it catch in the updraft and rise out of sight! Rise out of sight! Like magic!
So I dropped off a bagful of winged pods for my friend. I feel she’ll experience them as I do.
It’s more than fun. It’s something else too...something about watching the motion of the wings in flight... all different... all designed for just this passage... and you set them in motion....
And the simple watching... watching as they spin and spin and spin....
There’s something that touches me inside... something important to me... something essential....
KAW © 2003
Winged Seedpods
On the way home, I stopped at the place where a friend of mine works and dropped off some of those little seedpods with the wings that fall this time of year (from the Silver Maple tree?). A co-worker calls them little helicopters.
I love them. I look forward to this time each year.
I take the ones that fall onto my balcony & drop them over the railing. They spin as they fall. They have differences in their spins, too - some so fast they’re a blur and you can hardly see them. Some are slow and expansive – whirling grandly. And the spin doesn’t necessarily indicate how fast they drop - some fast spinners loft, taking their time to the ground, while some slow leisurely-spinning ones drop quickly.
And then there are the wind currents.... It is so joyful to let loose a winged seedpod and it catch in the updraft and rise out of sight! Rise out of sight! Like magic!
So I dropped off a bagful of winged pods for my friend. I feel she’ll experience them as I do.
It’s more than fun. It’s something else too...something about watching the motion of the wings in flight... all different... all designed for just this passage... and you set them in motion....
And the simple watching... watching as they spin and spin and spin....
There’s something that touches me inside... something important to me... something essential....
KAW © 2003