A-Z Challenge- Overrun

Do you know about cattails?

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They are a type of reedy marsh plant! My daughter loved to pick them and bring them home. As a nature loving, home schooling mum, I allowed all kinds of things to enter my home. Hell, I STILL pick stuff up to this day and I don’t even have my own kids here anymore.

What I did not know about cattails is that inside the flower of the cattail lie THOUSANDS, maybe even MILLIONS of teeny tiny fluffy seeds.

So when a kid who looks like this:

leaves a cattail on the floor of her bedroom on her heat vent something magical happens.

Cattail fluff flies everywhere! In the original bedroom and in the bathroom.

In the living room. The kitchen. Both other bedrooms.

In the closets. In the crawlspace. In the attic. In the cupboards.

In your drawers. In your bedding. In your clothing. In your hair. In your eyes. In your mouth. In your nose…

Hell, cattail fluff from inside even finds its way outside too!

So yeah. Had I known this, I would have been much more strict about bringing this particular item into the house!

Live and learn. It was actually pretty fun to be entirely overrun!

23 thoughts on “A-Z Challenge- Overrun

  1. Funny you would post on this today. On our nightly loop walk around the neighbourhood, we have been passing a snow bank with about 100 cattails stuck in it. I think the young girls inside the house were looking for some excitement in their day. It looked cute for the first few days. Yesterday, with all the melting snow, the cattails had fallen on the sidewalk and road and as you found, they were fluffy and everywhere. The good news was they were not inside a house. Cheers Lael. Allan

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  2. When I was a kid, a friend and I used to go out into the orchard area behind my parents’ neighbourhood. There was a swamp that would freeze, and there were all kinds of cattails. We used to break the frozen stalks and swing them at each other in the most glorious TOURNAMENT OF CHAMPIONS CANADIAN GLADIATOR EXTRAVAGANZA and come home looking like we’d been tarred and feathered. My mom would shuffle us to the basement to remove our fluff-covered snow gear. To this day I don’t know how she cleaned it all off our parkas and snowpants and tuques.

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