High Temperature: 84F
We are all carriers at this time of the year, useful vessels. In the morning, the dew and the seeds conspire together: as we brush past, the seeds drop onto and stick to our water-coated Wellingtons. We walk the seeds away from their place of birth into new and hopefully fertile spots to sprout next spring.
There are so many seeds right now in the fields. The dogs fur and our pants pick up the burred seeds of the Common Hedge Parsley plant (which explains why we have it all over the place). Occasionally a shoelace or a dog's paw will pick up painful goat head stickers. These we toss into a pond or into the garbage can. No help from us in spreading those vile plants.