Much to my delight I was wrong.
Somewhere along the beginning of our long drive home, I noticed several dainty white fluffs floating, maybe more like dancing, around near the windshield, swept up by the current of blowing heat from the vent. I pointed these out to Olivia, explaining that one of our mystery pods had burst, releasing the seeds. To a tired but giggling Olivia they were pale and graceful fairies, not anything as common as a seed. How could I not see that? Then the three or four fluffs became too many to count as I poked at that pod and then another.
They were like unexpected snow flakes, falling fat and round but not cold, then they were like large dandelion threads, blowing around in that split second after making a wish.
Only one thing I knew with certainty. In the moment of driving that old road traveled many times before, (sometimes with a smile, sometimes with tears), I knew that an unspoken, barely known wish had indeed been granted and I found myself humbly giving thanks for the splendor and magic of the mystery pod....now known as hemp dogbane.
A few more photos from our day.