the other day, my daughter texted me a photo of some gumnuts she had come across on her college campus with the caption “seeeeeeedpodsssssssss!” the expression is now a family joke. once, while sightseeing in southern france, i eyed some lunaria seedpods hanging over a stone wall on the other side of small but busy street. i shrieked at the sight of the beautiful seeds, and involuntarily squealed “seedpods!” at top volume, before absentmindedly stepping out into traffic to collect my pot of gold. “seedpods!” is now vernacular shortcut for “you’re weird mom, but we love you!”. and like all good jokes, there is a seed of truth in it. pun intended.
seedpod collection gathered on travels over seven years