
In my garden, there were still a few flowers hanging on to life. At least one bee was very grateful for the remaining flowers. Most of the pretty little blooms had turned to seed. There were several different types of seeds. Some transported by wind like a dandelion, some were "hitchhikers" that grabbed on to my pant leg and caught a ride and some were pods that will dry out and pop open onto the ground when the time is right.






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