With wintertime there is no need to mow the lawn. Subsequently meadow flowers (if this term exists) have a chance to flourish. There was one Dandelion, already faded.
Fintch viewed it curiously, then touched the stalk.
What a surprise – seeds were sailing away. – Must be a coincidence, isn’t it?
Another touch to the stalk. – No coincidence – seeds sailing away.
Another touch – trying to catch some seeds.
Unfortunately Monique didn’t have a camera handy. Would have been cute pictures.