Combing my hair gave me a bit of a fright recently. Combing my locks over the bath, I found several of these:
They felt brittle and unlike normal hair follicles. And the root was so big, and tough; could these be signs of early menopause? I’ve already noticed lots of grey hair; perhaps this could be the next stage, before the hot flushes begin. Apparently some women get the menopause in their thirties! I began to fear the worst.
But then I took a closer look at the specimens, and put one under a magnifying glass. It was in fact….a seed.
I’ve roamed numerous grasslands recently, not to mention the jungle on my allotment. Somewhere on my sojourns, I had become even more connected to nature than I’d realised. Dare I say, too connected?