|Black eyes without the Susan?|
These poor little Black-eyed Susans had their day, several actually and they were lovely. their cheery little faces brightened many a day. But now, all that is left are the spent flowers, the stems, the still bright green foliage and their protruding "eyes". Those eyes, however, hold promise of another day. That is to say, that is where their seeds hide in plain sight.
~ Are you listening, Jim Bessey, Mister-I-don't-now-where-the-seeds-are? Or are you too busy taking lovely train trips through The Adirondacks with your lovely Lin to see the changing leaves? One never knows with that Tile guy!
|Hibiscus seed pods ready to burst|
The next time you see spent flowers, just pause a moment and see the potential within. More flowers await in those tiny, little seeds!