Meh. Same thing. You know, like Hawaiian time. Although personally I think Hawaiian time is the stupidest excuse for being late I have ever heard.
So, these are Snowbushes.
The colorful leaves on these 6 ft. tall bushes have always been fancy enough to never seem to want flowers. In every other plant on our property flowers & fruit are kind of expected, & a lot of the plants bloom constantly, every day, year round. The Snow On The M- er, Snowbushes, are one of the few non-flowering shrubs planted around the yard; yet they’ve always been decorative nonetheless.
Well, it turns out they have flowers.
Today I was outside on a Poopy Search. This is an event which occurs a few times a month, when Chie or Jack have decided that they want to poop somewhere new & exciting. These times are indicated by a conspicuous absence of poop, but the trained dog owner will always know better. I know that I have to go search for the poop. Because I know that the poop is there. Somewhere.
When Jack was around 5 months old, there passed a couple of days when I could not find his poopy. I looked all over the yard. Jack is very private about his business & it’s a rare occasion where he will even pee with someone else there. He’s a Basenji. I’d never expect to actually witness Jack pooping, but it was awfully odd that I couldn’t find any to pick up after the fact. I worried a little that he was constipated, which wouldn’t be a huge surprise, since he’s a Basenji.
When we did find Jack’s poop, he had been depositing his goodies in the 3′ x 6′ area behind the tool shed in the far corner of the backyard. “It’s like his own private lavatory,” my dad had said when he saw it.
Anyway, today I was looking for Chie’s poop. As I stood there by her chosen shady resting spot (under the Snow on th- the Snowbushes, dammit), asking her where she might have deposited her poopy, I glanced at the leaves of the bushes & saw… flowers.
Little, primordial-looking, impish flowers. They were sneakily arrayed along the bottomside of various end stalks. They looked like little flowers carved out of wood.
I thought to myself, “These flowers are probably quite obvious to fairies.”
There is a ground crawling weed growing with the clover in the front yard that has orange & white flowers just this size, & growing in the same manner along the bottoms of the branches. When it goes to seed, it produces rows of tiny lantern-like pods, all hanging from the stem. Another fairy-type blossom undoubtedly unseen by people.
I bet we have fairies.
Don’t tell anyone I said that.