August 13, 2008

A Wordless Wednesday

Actually, this post does have a few words. But not many. It's in honor, or honour, of my Canadian cyber friends, Captain Dumbass and his Supreme Leader. They often post beautiful pictures of flowers and plants around their home. They also like to let the world know that their deck is waterproofed. Neener-neener.

Well, I live in the desert. Not too many brilliant or blooming flowers around here. Also, any plant I touch will die. So, to repay the favour (again, their Canadian folks -- they love their u's as much as they love Celine Dion up there), here's some breath taking candids of plant life around our home.


The breath taking part is when you are all gasping out loud and the sheer volume of weeds in our backyard.

3 comments:

Captain Dumbass said...

Ok, first off... wait, first off, thanks for the love. Very sweet of you. First and a half, do you really think Vegas was Dion's idea? Sucka's! She's all yours. And no, we don't know what she's saying either.
2. Don't mock the 'u.' We weren't the ones who took them out because they were too difficult.
3. The part of Canada we are from rarely gets snow. What it does get is rain. Rain in the biblical sense. My pictures were not meant to gloat, merely to say, "look, my deck will not rot and fall to pieces next year!"
4. You kinda had me going with those pics. I got to the second one and was thinking, wow, that really looks like a weed.
5. I have no 5.
6. And the pictures are usually there to hid the fact that I've got nothing interesting to post or am so beaten down by the MAN that I can't think of anything. (Today will be one of those days.)
7. Oooh! Wait! I just thought of something, gotta go.

Tracy Lynn said...

Dude, I was all Aren't those weeds? And then I got it and I laughed alot. The End.

Unknown said...

Weeds are so zen it's not even funny. I love weeds. I just let them grow and take over everything... except for my licorice plant. Those fucking weeds touch my licorice and they die.

Survival of the fittest.