Walter de la Mare is among my favourite poets and so he sprang to mind when I thought about illustrating some of the autumnal seeds from around here. His poem about seeds illustrates, I think, what springs to mind when many of us think about seeds when we first hear the word:
The seeds I sowed –
For week unseen –
Have pushed up pygmy
Shoots of green;
So frail you’d think
The tiniest stone
Would never let
A glimpse be shown.
But no; a pebble
Near them lies,
At least a cherry-stone
In size,
Which that mere sprout
Has heaved away,
To bask in sunshine,
See the Day.
It will certainly resonate among my northern hemisphere readers who have already begun planting seeds in the hope of seeing flowers or vegetables before long. Seeds represent the birth of life, a renewal, the promise of something special. What brought this to mind are the many pictures of dandelions I have seen in a number of northern hemisphere posts as being clear signs of the final arrival of spring. Here they have gone to seed:
They will remain dormant for a while as we move into longer periods of colder weather. The poppies went to seed a long time ago, yet I cannot resist showing you their little cage with holes for the seeds to escape from:
What an intricately designed seed case this is! So are the blackjacks: these blackjack seeds have tiny barbs on the end that catch on anything and everything that passes them:
Before you know it, your socks or your slacks will be covered in them – as will the fur of your dog and even the cattle walking past. Wonderful ways for these plants to disperse themselves! I usually photograph the attractive spiky dry seed pods of the common weed Datura but came across the green version of it:
In time this pod will dry out and split open so that the seeds within can disperse in the wind. Here is the delicate tracery of what is left of a Cape Gooseberry husk after the fruit within had dried and the seeds blown about:
What beauty there is in the end of life here! While the picture above might represent the emptiness, the aloe seeds below show anything but: these ripe seeds are the result of good pollination and proudly show the swelling promise of more aloes to come when the time is right: