A waste of human, or is that botanical life. Actually it's a waste of DNA potential for this sycamore seed trapped in the mesh table. I popped out of the office for a quiet sandwich in the fresh air today. As I sat sitting there munching on my egg salad (no mayo) these sycamore seed caught my eye. My mind casting over the biological engine which never ends. In the spring, flowers burst forth on the parent tree which was behind me. Insects pollinated these and over the summer the seeds of this union developed into dangling clusters. Being a sycamore these bundles of potential life are winged seeds destined to fly, thus at some time in the recent autumn this seed, and it's siblings floated down, eager to begin a new life. Once humans began developing the countryside, they cut off and built over many destinations to these aerial life givers. And so it was for these seeds. Their role as life bringers had developed over millennia of evolution, yet in a few short years we humans curtail this natural process with Anthropogenic structures. And so this little seed will lose its vigour, trapped in the mesh of a table, eventually it will die before releasing its potential. What a waste of botanical life. Yet it will happen again next year, and the next.... nature never stops, it's just humans getting in the way.
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