Meet the helicopters
{also known as maple seeds}
Anytime I see these things blown about & lying on the sidewalk, my inner childhood is awakened & memories fly back of helicopter races between my father & me. Somehow I will be forever mesmerized by the way those things spiral as they glide through the air. One of nature's best toys.
Which in my current life equals me running around finding the perfect helicopter to race my husband with on the way to get a cupcake from the neighborhood bakery... It has happened a few times. I am not ashamed.
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