Pollen, I concede to your millions of years of evolutionary supremacy. In Paul’s words, “I have fought a good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith.” But now I bow in surrender to you. I wave the white flag. It is over, the AC is turned on. You win.
Pleospora and Laccaria
Two star crossed young pollens fall in love amidst the violence and feuding of the olive grove outside of Verona. In a cruel turn, the young pollens come from deadly, bitter rival pollen families, Pleospora from the Ascospores and Laccaria from the Basidiospores. In the end, tragedy triumphs.
The Sound of Pollinating
A sweet, innocent pollen accepts a position as governess for widow and his 14 offspring and instantly becomes a hit with the young pollens for her stupid songs and goofy dance numbers. As fate would have it, she falls in love with the widow, a Captain in the military. She marries the Captain, much to the delight of the 14 youngsters, then helps the family escape from the evil, invading dictator, Nasonex.
Pollen are minute grains, usually yellow in color but occasionally white, brown, red, or purple, borne in the anther sac at the tip of the slender filament of the stamen of a flowering plant or in the male cone of a conifer. The pollen grain is actually the male gametophyte generation of seed plants (see reproduction ). Inside the anther, pollen mother cells divide by meiosis to form pollen grains whose nuclei contain half the number of chromosomes characteristic of the parent plant. Each pollen grain contains two sperm nuclei and one tube nucleus. After successful pollination , the pollen germinates on the surface of the stigma of the pistil and produces a tube that grows down through the style to an ovule inside the ovary at the base of the pistil. The sperm nuclei are then discharged into the ovule; one fuses with the egg nucleus (see fertilization ) and the other fuses with the polar nuclei to form endosperm (food-storage tissue) that in many cases nourishes the developing embryo in the seed. This process is basically similar in the conifers, except that in conifers there is no double fertilization and there may be a season’s lapse between pollination and fertilization (see cone ). Pollen grains, like sperms, are always produced in much greater quantities than are actually used, particularly by those plants that rely on the wind for pollination (e.g., grasses and conifers). Often clouds of dustlike pollen can be seen floating from wind-pollinated trees. Plants pollinated by insects and birds usually have sticky pollen and conspicuous flowers with colorful petals that often secrete perfume or nectar or both to attract the agents. Although pollen grains are microscopic in size and are thus visible to the human eye only in quantity, they are so diversified in appearance that plants are often identifiable by their pollen alone, e.g., by pathology. The waxy outer covering (which contains proteins and sugar—an additional attraction to pollen-gathering insects) is marked by characteristic patterns of ridges, spines, and knobs and is capable of expanding and contracting in the presence of moisture or dryness. Pollen grains are also remarkable for the length of the tubes some must produce: corn pollen tubes may grow 8 or 10 in. (20.3-25.4 cm) from the stigmas through the filamentous styles (commonly called “silk” ) to the ovaries. The life span of pollen may be less than two hours; its ability to produce the allergic reaction of hay fever continues indefinitely.
The Pollen Post No. 3: Pollen TV
The urban adventures of three young pollens, Grass, Flower and Tree and their wacky neighbor, Mold Spore, are played out in a hilarious show about nothing. Well, not REALLY about nothing, but about the interactions between the microscopic reproductive particles of plants.
Pollen, Texas Ranger (Crime Drama)
Ranger Pollen fights drug cartels, gangs, thieves, kidnappers and terrorists to establish justice in beautiful Texas Hill Country under the sage advice and occasional assistance of his mentor/martial arts sensei, Chuck Norris.
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The Pollen Post 2: Ode to Pollen
How do I love thee, pollen?
Let me count the ways.
Zero. Naught. None. Nunca. -278°C(0°K). X/0.
There are no ways I love thee, pollen.