They shoulder out my succulents and commandeer my grass.
Perky little coins of green, they have a lot of brass.
Chinese garlic lifts white heads a bit above the fray.
Although they’re uninvited guests, I guess they’re here to stay.
Out-joked
Everyone must know a joker––
plotter, trickster, laugh-provoker
who doesn’t know quite when to stop.
Who needs, in fact, a humor cop
to tell him when he’s done enough––
pulled his ultimate ruse or bluff.
The dribble glass, the rubber poop
placed upon your house’s stoop?
Definitely adolescent
if not actually prepubescent.
Yet still this buffoon thinks he’s funny.
With lists of jokes, he’s over-punny.
Every occasion, every rumor
is met by him with off-base humor.
It’s his role to create sensation
in the most serious conversation.
Exploding cigars, salty gum,
whoopee cushions ‘neath your bum.
No matter how you beg this friend
to bring these antics to their end,
he never seems to listen to
what he’s requested to “not” do.
so when he streaked my garden party,
elegant, refined and arty,
he finally found himself undone
when he’d half-completed his naked run.
Dear friend, when you chose where you stepped,
you should have veered or should have leapt.
When he replaced your rubber poo,
my dog just pulled a joke on you!
The prompt today is “Joke.”
Today Was A Good Day! Among other things, Pasiano and Yolanda and I unpotted plants from burst pots and replanted them in new spots in the garden or in new pots.
Here is our pile of broken pots–big ones! We will put the shards over the ground in places we don’t want Morrie to dig!
Here is my newly potted pineapple plant, now in the sun where it will actually grow fruit. Before it was practically obscured by other plants.
And here is the rascal who has been eating my Virginia Creeper!!! We’ve been looking for him for weeks! As you can see, he had just taken a chunk out of a leaf when Pasiano nabbed him. If anyone knows what kind of moth he turns into, please let me know. I once researched it but can’t remember. We relocated him onto my spare lot. Hope he likes Castor bean plants as much as Virginia Creeper! The mystery was solved within a minute of my posting when MLou wrote that this fella (or lady) is a Tomato Hornworm. I looked it up and sure enough, she is right. It grows into a Hummingbird Moth, which is so called because it looks and acts amazingly like a hummingbird. I’ve never seen one, so I think we are doing too good a job of getting rid of the caterpillar stage. One year I had one as a pet. It is a remarkable story that I will try to post later.
Look how he holds on to the branch with his five sets of legs. So proper looking like a butler.
I love his little tail that looks like one of those brushes you buy to clean between your teeth! His coffee bean tattoos.
His mouth like a rattlesnake rattle or if you take his entire head into account, like a parrot’s beak. Fascinating little outer-space-looking creatures that I wouldn’t mind having around if they wouldn’t absolutely decimate my Creeper vines!!! This fella was about 4 inches long.
Here is my Virginia Creeper minus ET.
Yes, it has been a good day. Tonight I’m going dining and dancing with a friend and although today is sunny and bright, everything is verdant green because of the daily rains we have been having.
On Monday, my covered patio looked like this! The water couldn’t drain fast enough and was inches deep.
This odd little object sticking up from my terrace floor that looks like a chandelier globe is actually formed by water that can’t get down the drain fast enough. I think there was a leaf obstructing the flow.
When my plants are happy, I’m happy, and doesn’t this look like a cheerful bunch?
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