Summer is behind us. Countless wild flowers seeds have been disbursed and silently rest in the earth, waiting for spring to begin their cycle again.
Pokeweed is such a colorful plant. With it’s pink stems, bright pink flower clusters, and dark blue berries it’s easy to forget it’s poisonous. It wasn’t until after I took this picture I noticed the tiny spider on one of the berries.
The long stem of this wild grass silently hangs above competing weeds, wildflowers and native plants, patiently waiting for its seeds to drop. Some will be eaten by birds and field mice. Others will fall in places they cannot germinate. But for eons these simple seeds have dropped from similar pods carrying the lessons of their ancestors. Each year enough find their way into the earth to continue the silent tradition.
This picture was taken after a rain shower in the early evening of a warm September day. Between the rain dripping off the porcelain vine berries and the bright, mixed colors of the ripening fruit I couldn’t resist getting a few photos of them.
Every living organism creates some unintended consequences by simply being. Many such side-effects are fleeting or insignificant but they are undeniable.