Ponderosa pine cones burst in the summer heat, expelling seeds from sienna-colored cones on heavy branches. Seeds glide to earth on parchment-hued wings floating on a gentle breeze. Blustering storm winds fling seed far afield from the mother tree.
The winged seed spins round and round on a miniature propeller nose diving down to earth. Each seed glides into a soft landing amid deep beds of long ponderosa pine needles or onto parched summer soil.
A single seed becomes a giant.
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Monday, September 21, 2009
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