
No that's not rice crispies that I hear, but the seeds from the red Mexican Bird of Paradise escaping their seed pods as I walk down the sidewalk of beautiful blossoms. Many are ripe. This explains why our immediate neighborhood is resplendent with color of red and yellow.
Years ago when I wanted to plant them I was told to put the pods in a paper bag and they would pop and be contained. One evening the bags sounded in the garage and jumped around like Mexican jumping beans. I planted some but no luck.
In the neighborhood I live in now, Mother Nature does the planting just fine.


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