I Love Seeds

Remember this anenome I posted a couple of weeks or so ago, here?

Mom usually keeps up with deadheading the spent flowers, but missed one of her anenomes, and the result was a bunch of seeds wrapped in very soft, fuzzy material, around the hollow center (being held by my Mom)

and the seeds are protected by this hairy covering:

It started raining yesterday before I got a chance to plant these seeds. I’m glad for the rain, finally! The air feels so much better now.

How about you, do you love seeds as much as I do?