They look beautifully fregile for a few days and then – with the first strong wind – they disappear.

Little paraschutes with seeds spread all around meadows searching for another place to grow.

My daughter loves to blow them into my face with a loud laugh 😀

But I have never noticed a pink Pomelo elephant under it though – as Ramona Badescu wrote – it’s his home.

My contribution to WPC – Evanescent.