Showing posts with label roses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label roses. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Too Cool for School

Nothing says Hollywood quite like Betsy and Mary Jane.

Note: it's been a good season for our rose bushes.  I really do need to take a picture of them as they have blossomed something fierce.  Ah, nothing like the smell of roses in the front yard.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Change of Time Great for Rabbits


With the earlier changing of time this year, the bunnies get to bounce about the back yard until 7p.m. in March! I'm not sure if they're acutely aware of such things but they will notice that I get home earlier (relative to their day) and allow them to run about for a good two hours a night at least for the next six months.

"Finally we get to hop about, eat grass, and mock Cherry Bugg," said Ruby Jane. She then ran off and jumped through the air before giving up on these hijinks and flopping under a tree. "But I'd rather relax," she ironically added as she was relaxing in her cage for the entire day.

"I don't like this one bit," said a rose bush. "Now my fellow flowers and I have to be wary of these monsters for the next six months. It will be the death of me!"

Monday, July 20, 2009

Miss Jill Related to Greatest Player in Baseball History! (Bunnies Unmoved)

According to reliable baseball sources, my own Miss Jill is related to the greatest baseball player in history.

http://www.theonion.com/content/news_briefs/selfless_jason_kendall

He has always amazed me in that no one in MLB swings at fewer first pitches than him. Maybe he just wishes to find the perfect pitch to bunt every at bat. Life is a series of sacrifices after all.

Alas, Ruby Jane and Root Beer Float disagree with that statement. Life should not be a series of sacrifices but rather a continuous bacchanalian fest full of carrots, grass, and roses. RBF could not be held for comment as she had food in her mouth and that it would be improper to talk.

Meanwhile, one jockey with the last name of Erb won the Kentucky Derby once. That's about it for us. Of course there is that John Erb in Virginia who thinks the big bad Pharma Wolf is out to get him. But I digress from the main topic at hand: Miss Jill is related to the greatest player in baseball history! WOOT!