Earth Day, Aprilcot 25, 41 A.B.
No entry yesterday. I was in
the hospital - the Sugar Detox Unit - having my brain pumped clean of Peeps.
It's a post-Easter tradition I wouldn't miss for the world.
In an attempt to hasten my recovery, my wife took me to the woods today.
While near, in, and about the woods, I made a few observations. Upon
discovering that making observations tended to take my mind off the psychedelic
bunnies dancing around the frayed edges of my peripheral vision, I took
the time to make several more.
~ There's a lot of green in the woods.
Upon reflection, a few other things occurred to me. Among them:
~ Today was the first day of the year that the trees were leafy enough
to cast obvious summer-like shadows. And I didn't even have to go
to the woods to realize this. I merely looked out my kitchen window
- proof that some of the best scientific research can be done without our
having to mount a major expedition. (NASA - are you listening??)
I like trillium. Funny how something that would strike me as downright ugly were I to discover it growing in my underwear drawer can be so beautiful when it covers a much larger hillside. My wife added to its appeal by calling it "trilobite." I love trilobites, but the sad fact is that they've been extinct for millions of years. When she pointed and exclaimed "Look at all the trilobites covering that hill!" - well, it was one of the high points of my life. Had she not been with me, I almost certainly would have seen the trillium and thought "tritium" - an essential component of U.S. hydrogen bombs - and gotten quite bummed out instead. So: Even if she'd taken me to the woods and left me there, I would have forgiven her had she waited until after her "trilobite" exclamation to abandon me. Guess I really am just an old romantic fool at heart.
~ The toadshade is blooming too! SEE??
No, no toads were actually seen shading themselves under a single one of these numerous plants. No trilobites either (extinct or otherwise). I like the toadshade anyway. Just because it has a neat name, is a sure sign we haven't been subsumed by a new ice age, and looks vaguely obscene. And wouldn't you know - it's actually a member of the trillium family! (Though I suppose it would be very tacky to send just a single Christmas card.)
Sudden thought: Is it legal for plant families to adopt humans?? Would an adoptee actually have to live in the woods in order to be considered a true member of the clan? If so, would a chance to inherit a fully developed root system be worth the risk of burning out the green- and brown-sensitive areas of my retinas? What if the fully developed root system has loosened the ground, making it that much easier to bury those decapitated chocolate bunnies?
ACK! I can't think enough to deduce answers to any of these questions!
There's a Peep remnant suddenly clogging my neuronic pathways!!!
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