This is a close shot on the fruit of the Bald (Spineless) Prickly Pear cactus. I haven’t ever eaten the fruit off this specimen. I have eaten tunas before. Meh. They are plain with big seeds. They have about as much flavor as my Turk’s Cap berries.
Also, I don’t find clear evidence that this specimen’s fruits are edible. Maybe it doesn’t matter if it has spines or not. Still not going to test that theory using my stomach.
We found three (living!) bunnies in our okra, which is fenced from the dog. Sarge enjoys killing baby bunnies. 😈 He also likes to bring the carcasses in the house. 😈
I hope this litter lives, if only to avoid having to pick up furry little bodies in rigor mortis from the living room floor.
I took these on my phone, so pardon the blur. This little guy was in no mood for my shenanigans today. He was looking for a mate–not the lizard paparazzi!
I wanted to show people who don’t have experience with these little guys what kind of fashion choices they have. Cuuuute.
I don’t understand his reasoning. Turning brown did not hide him amidst the green leaves. Hmm. Maybe he wasn’t hiding! These could be his *angry attack lizard* colors. (Note: I have never been attacked by an anole.)
Never as dewy and fresh as that wretch Cinderella, the sisters tried mightily to capture the attention of a prince or lord. They dressed in their best red finery and decorated themselves with a fan for the sake of modesty. For this was the last dance before they became too old to be considered a good catch!
All the girls at the dance chose to don red that evening in an effort to be stylish. Another color would be unfashionable. Nonconforming to good taste and sensibilities! Too brash. A girl in an unpredictable color cannot attract the attention of a quality suitor.
Oh, but pity the stepsisters.
They may fit into society in a manner Cinderella can only dream about. Cinderella is pale, but she does not live in the shadows like her step-sisters. She may be weaker and smaller now, but her grace and value is evident. She will make a lovely bride!
(I bought the pink Turk’s cap on a whim a few years ago. Because I am full of whimsy. Whimsy, people. Anyhow, it’s totally a slow grower. Not particularly fruitful, either. I like to eat the berries. The pink varietal isn’t a good producer. But it is a different color, which counts for something in my dry shade garden.)
I’m going to concentrate in creepy doll themes for the near future. Sorry if they freak you out! Just be glad you don’t live me and have to experience the dolls in person. 🙂
I just find myself torn in too many directions for subjects. I need to focus on one if I am going to get anything accomplished. Right now, the dolls are less time-consuming than doing pinup or 1920s glam scenes. I need easy because of that squirmy baby sitting on my lap right now.