I wrote a story a while back, about a mother, and weeds, and the Faery Queen who became her friend through their shared connection as mothers. Mike Allen bought it for this new edition of Mythic Delirium. I'm looking forward to seeing the other stories and poems he has compiled, under that very interesting cover he selected.
Milkweed is one of my favorite weeds. The flowers smell amazing, the seed pods are nifty looking, and the silky floss is, sadly, not strong enough to spin. I have tried. Only in the magical world of my story can it be turned into something like silk. Oh, and it is the host plant of the beautiful monarch butterfly. What more could you ask?
the milkweed painting
The pod of the Milkweed plant, all ready for the seeds to fly away on their silky strands.