Ariel, my daughter (aka Lucky Pennies), was recently home from college when we took a walk up on the ridge above our house. Though we’ve taken this walk hundreds of times, I never tire of it because there’s always something new to see, whether it be a new wildflower blooming in summer or the way the winter sun renders trees into silver filigree. I was breathing hard, trying to keep up with Ariel (she has developed bionic legs, I think, from walking so much in Chapel Hill) when my eyes caught a shimmer in the slanted, late-fall light.
Whoa Nelly! It was a lovely milkweed pod, fully burst and wondrous in its silky glory. Fortunately, I’d remembered my camera so I clicked and clicked. Bionic Girl looked a little restless, tapping her Bionic foot.
I finished and we walked on. “I think that picture might be good for my blog,” I said. Then I remembered that I’d had at least two posts with the radiant feathery seedpods of bull thistles. “Or would that be too much fluff?” I thought aloud.
Ariel thought for a second. “Yeah, you’ve had a lot of fluff on your blog.”
I looked at her sharply. “Are you saying my blog is fluffy?”
“Yep, I’m sayin’ you’ve already exceeded your fluff quota.”
“But those were bull thistle pods. These are milkweed…” I whined.
“Fluff is fluff. And you’ve had…enough. Enough fluff stuff.”
Well. Okay, Miss Lucky Pennies. Enough fluff stuff, you say? Gosh, you didn’t have to be so gruff and rough. I feel rebuffed. I’m in a huff. You think you’re so tough. Well, I’ve had enough of your guff.
So there, Bionic Girl. It’s my blog and I’ll post fluff if I want to. :-)
Here are a couple of other sights we saw on our walk, which did meet Ariel’s Non-Fluffy Seal of Approval:
The old log cabin up on the ridge:
A buckeye butterfly in the grass, torpid from the cold.
So, what do you think? Enough fluff stuff? ;-)
******Edited to add: I did want to assure everyone that the above conversation was entirely light-hearted and playful. Ariel was referring to all my pictures of pod fluff, not my writing. She and I both love words and playing with words, so our conversations often involve teasing and wordplay. So I never wanted to give the impression that Ariel was being critical of my blog. She has actually been very encouraging, so she was just joking about the fluff. At least I think she was. Right, Ariel? :-) ******