Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Thistles

A few weeks ago, n.o.c. and I were in a bit of a tiff. Our spats happen rarely and tend to be about topics as ludicrous as the proper way to shuck an oyster. Anyway, post-kerfuffle, n.o.c. wanted to reinforce amends by buying me some flowers. We perused the flower selection at our local shop, and I decided on... thistles - spiky, mildly threatening, possibly dangerous. The least forgiving flower you can imagine. Funny thing is, that didn't even occur to me until much later. I honestly thought they were just cool and would probably last for a while. They're nice, see:


The individual "blooms" are an icy blue - very winter-appropriate.



But here's the weird part. The thistles are growing.




Very Feed Me Seymour. So if this is my first and last blog entry, you can assume that I was eaten by the product of my own curmudgeonly behavior. Thistles.

3 comments:

ellie bee said...

thistles...aren't those Eyore's favorites?

keri said...

Yup. They sure are.

Sarah said...

haha! happy to have found you!