Frank, formerly from A Frank Angle could not resist the blogosphere and has returned (or rather, is returning) with a brand-new blog called Beach Walk Reflections this coming October 20th. He will share his thoughts on a variety of subjects and he is hoping to make this one as interactive as aFA was. This idea didn’t come out of thin air but rather through a number of Beach Walk posts on the old blog. An idea was born and with it a great reason to return.
Here is a sample of his first post. A rumination on seeds…
Embed from Getty ImagesI like walking on the beach. It is good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.
Ever think about seeds? They seem so simple at a glance – even on closer examination. We typically think of a hard, thin outer shell with a softer inside.
On the other hand, this seemingly plain object is the beginning of something new – something beautiful – something useful – a green plant that can be as simple as grass or are grand as a large tree.
Earth’s annual regeneration of seeds for release (many in the fall) – possibly covered by winter snows – yet ready for renewal in the spring so the cycle can repeat – all this with its goal of perpetuating the species.
I think of the farmer preparing the land before planting the seeds. Whether scattering the seeds randomly or planting them in straight rows with distinct spacing, time delivers something that belongs to all of us – bountiful crops and flowers.
As I walk, trees are sparse – only found on the grounds of some condominiums – although they are naturally found a short distance away from this beach. I think about a forest. Somewhere in that forest’s history, there was a time of one tree – the first tree. One tree that came from a seed. From that one tree came other trees – each coming from a seed.
I think about the sizes and shapes of seeds – from the tiniest orchid seed to a type of coconut containing the largest seed – shapes as squares, oblong, angular, triangles, round, egg-shaped, bean-shaped, kidney-shaped, discs, and spheres. Some seeds with lines and ridges – others perfectly smooth – plus in a variety of colors, and some even speckled.
A seed has three components – an outer protective coat, the embryo for growing into a new plant, and the food source giving the embryo and young plant its initial food source for growth – all aspects for increasing a chance for survival.
Ever notice how leaves sprout early from a seed? Yes, leaves for producing food for the youthful, growing plant because the initial food source is small.
Seeds hold the potential to produce something new because they contain hope and promise for something new. But not all plants use seeds for reproduction. For instance, mosses or ferns do not – but seed plants are the ones that dominate the plant world.
This causes me to think about our fertility – that is, the seeds within us. The promises that we hold that can produce a bountiful yield.
Interesting that the sperm of human males are called seeds, but in the plant world, seeds are something produced after the sperm fertilizes the egg.
Seeds are mobile, so they must have adaptations to move them around – a method of dispersal. Some have wings to be carried by the wind. Some have barbs, burrs, or hooks to attach to fur, feathers, or even human clothing to be dropped elsewhere. Some are buoyant so moving water can transport them. Others are surrounded by fleshy fruit that will be eaten, therefore the seeds can be exposed and deposited elsewhere for potential growth.
I remember the large oak trees at my previous home. Each producing a bountiful supply of acorns – but not the same number each year. Each acorn with a coat, an embryo, and food supply. Each acorn is the potential for a new oak tree. However, all those acorns from one tree – a culinary feast for squirrels preparing for winter – so I wonder how many of all those acorns will yield their acorns in time.
Seeds are that structure we plant in fertile soil and associate with terms as vigor, viability, dormancy, and germination. Seeds are also a source for food, oils, cooking ingredients, flavorings, jewelry, and even deadly poisons.
Besides a simple design yielding a complex adult, the seed is also a useful metaphor.
People are hidden seeds waiting to become viable vessels of knowledge. Because every seed has the potential for a significant result, seeds are a symbol for the potential that is in each of us for a positive future – a power of hope and possibility. Teachers hope to plant a seed in students – a seed that develops over time into something valued by others and society – their role in cultivating humanity.
Seeds are the ideas coming to us from thinking. The something that initiated a thought process that leads to personal action for improving life. The seeds of discovery lie in the knowledge of determination through the human spirit.
I think about how each of us has a bright side and a dark side – the good seeds and the bad seeds. Seeds are a symbol for laying the groundwork for future development as planting the seed – but some use planting the seed for promoting negative feelings or a downfall.
Religions rely on the seeds of faith while politics prefers manipulating the seeds for selfishness.
A heart contains seeds of love that are waiting to sprout a new life with that special someone.
I think about how entrepreneurs use “seed money” for starting a new business. I also remember during my youth using “bird feed” or “chicken feed” as a term for a small amount of anything – something paltry or minuscule in amount.
Seeds – that simple, interesting, incredible, and successful biological design found in nature that plays a large role in human life. I don’t recall what triggered thinking about seeds on this day, but it has been an interesting mental journey and exercise as I walk. After all, I like walking on the beach because it is good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.
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Preview YouTube video 08. Spiritless ~ Composed by Moisés Nieto (New Age Piano Music)
Good morning 🌞🌻🌻
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Can’t wait for our good old friend interactions! 😉
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As I said on Robin’s post, it’s fun to see Frank popping about with previews in the blogosphere. 😀
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Yes. He’s all over the place. 😉
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Good morning. 🙂 What Merril said… 😀
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To Everyone – If you think you like posts like this, I encourage you to visit Beach Walk Reflections. https://beachwalkreflections.wordpress.com/. The blog is open with the first post coming on Tuesday. I welcome Dale’s readers with open arms because a friend of her’s is a friend of mine.
Dale – Thank you for this promo, your help at the launch, and for being a good person and a friend.
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Good to see Frank out and about (a boot), Dale. Thanks for promoting.
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John … as you know, I’m keeping busy this morning! Thanks for your help.
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I’m very glad to see Frank oot and aboot! 😉
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Do you talk like that?
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Not even close!!
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I assume not a sound of your region.
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No. Definitely not. Maritimes, yes; west, like Alberta, yes…not Montreal. We are too cool for that
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I’ve been accused of saying “about” rather than about, but never of pronouncing it “aboot.” So here in the west, at least SK + AB, no aboots.
That said, I enjoyed your musing about seeds, Frank. Reminds me of the question I read once: how does the pink get into the watermelon? There’s no pink in the seed; there’s no pink in the ground; there’s no pink in the rain. From where does the watermelon’s pink flesh come? 🙂
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Christine,
Not only am I glad you enjoyed the sample walk about seeds, I love your thoughts about watermelons and pink – I definitely smiled.
As I mentioned, this was a sample. Actually, the first walk will explain more about how the walks came to be. I hope you stop by to subscribe or at least visit on Tuesday. Thanks for taking the time to comment!
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Only U can bring the sweet to the salty air of a brisk ocean walk. Frank will be most appreciative of your wonderful introduction.
B
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B,
How sweet are you?
Q
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Not a word I am usually associated with. But Imma take it.
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This is true… However… I may suggest that you do. Take it, that is.
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Oh, Imma take it
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There’s a good man…
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Marc …. thanks for your help launching!
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But of course!
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That’s an interesting invite, Dale, and Frank
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Crispina,
Thank you … so I hope you come over to Beach Walk Reflections to follow and enjoy. See you at the beach?
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She’s not gonna see your response… It’s out of queue…
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because a friend of Dale’s is a friend of mine… 👍🙂
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Sweet!
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🙃😉
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😊 … She’s a good one!
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Indeed. I was blessed the day I was introduced to Dale
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Compare us to epoxy … Once connected, we bonded quickly
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Haha!! Love it! 🧡
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Nice one!
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Awww… You two are killing me, here!
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Methinks she protests to strongly. She’s lapping it up!!!!
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She might be feeling a tingle…
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Oh yea, I bet
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Hah!
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Why the tear?
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I can’t remember … 🍻
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Hahaha! Maybe we had too much? 🍻 that is…
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Gotta be it!!! … Btw … Recently bottled basilcello
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Oooohhh… Am seriously jealous. I’ve done a whole lotta nuthin’ this year!
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Have made basilcello?
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Made nothing! But haven’t tried this one yet.
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If I recall you have made lemoncello before. Same process but with 40-50 basil leaves …. Yum
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Limoncello, aranciancello, pampelmocello and limecello – I have made!
Is there no citrus in this one at all? Just basilico? I’m gonna have to look intothis
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Correct … No citrus … Just basilico … Imagine that scent. 😋
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Mmmm… definitely gonna go get me some basilico!!
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We are so excited Frank is coming back to blogville. Yay on the inaugural post!
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Woot!!
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Hi Monica. Hope all is progressing for you! 🙂
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Welcome back, Frank! It’s a slow slog but I’m pretty dogged in holding those responsible accountable. Looking forward to more beach walks.
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Stay after it!
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Thunderful!
Frank has a lot of pals! Tomorrow’s the big day!
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Indeed!
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Beautiful intro Dale! ⭐️🌼
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Thank you. Was the least I could do 🙂
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😊
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