Very few things in the world of botany are as remarkably mind-blowing to me as seeds. In fact, if I thought I could get away with it, I’d change the name of this column to, “Seed Head,” and write about them for evermore. There’d be themed bumper stickers, of course, that read, “Heed the Seed,” and t-shirts that asked, “What would a seed do?”
On pure aesthetics alone, they’re fascinating! Occurring in a huge array of shapes, sizes and textures, and in as many hues as a box of crayons, seeds deserve an art genera all their own.
But it’s the majesty that lies within that keeps me in a perpetual state of awe. No matter how many times I observe its unfolding, the intrigue never fades.
What is a seed, anyway? Well, let’s peek inside.
Seemingly dead and lifeless, seeds (when environmental conditions agree) are