Found this tiny, single-winged spruce seed on its epic voyage crossing the snow of our backyard. Just another of the little, magnificent occurrences that go on around us all the time.
"And the earth in its winged seeds, like a poet in his words, travels. . . . " – St.-John Perse, from Anabasis (Part V)
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