I'll have what she's drinkin'!

There are a few things with each changing season that awaken a childish joy within me.
Spring is the arrival of the frogs with their songs and coloured leaping through the wet grass.
Early summer brings the fireflies which, when held, turn hands into Chinese lanterns.
Late summer showers us with acorns and in early fall the milkweed, after feeding the Monarchs for their voyage, turns to seed.
The dried seedpod of the milkweed when carefully peeled reveals a body of dark brown seeds topped by snowy white, feathery strands. It resembles a bird at rest.
Each year I collect a few when walking on the trail and place them in a glass which remains all winter on the kitchen window ledge, a soft reminder of the season past.

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