Every fall I become this hoarder of seeds, a crazy woman yielding pruners and brown paper sacks wherever I go. No yard is safe from the crazy seed lady. I am unable to stop myself. I must have more seeds, I chant with eyes glazed.
This is especially true when milkweed (Asclepias sp.) is involved.
Milkweed is one of the toughest plants I know. It blooms its ever lovin’ heart out all summer despite the horrendous heat, humidity, and drought Arkansas has to offer.
And all those flowers can only mean one thing…………..
Seeds. Gorgeous seeds.
Milkweed pods look similar to okra pods (above, left) and form after the flowers have faded away. When ripe, they burst open to reveal their seed and silky “wings”. Each seed is attached to a silk-like material that aids in the distribution of the seed.
In WWII, american school kids collected the silk from the milkweed seed and used it to fill life preservers for the armed forces. The silk was said to be more bouyant than cork. Their motto was “two bagsful save a life”.
It is also said that milkweed silk is a very good insulator and that Native Americans used the silk to insulate moccasins and robes.
I have also heard that milkweed silk is being mixed with goose down for comforters and pillows. This product is call Hypodown.
An advocate for natural fibers posted that she collected 650 pods of milkweed one season. Her large bounty only yielded three-quarters of a bushel of silks. Believe me when I tell you– I have separated seeds from silk before and it takes some time. She didn’t say how long it took her, but I’m quite certain it took her days.
For me, I would rather spend my time collecting seeds.
Excuse me as my eyes glaze over.
I must have more seeds………