The loser in a hat-wig-man race.
May. 31st, 2006 05:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whathoThe world is still conspiring to make me look a loon. Today a sudden gust of wind blew my hat off and I had to chase it down the street like something in a silent comedy. Astonishingly, there was nobody about to see it. Or if there was, they were very quiet and polite.
What was I going to say? Oh yes. Sunflower Number 2 still lives and Runtface, the bold little object, is putting out his third leaves, no less. And Number 5 has gone cRaZY and has grown an offshoot in order to accomadate its one ridiculously large second leaf. And the rest are fine.
What was I going to say? Oh yes. Sunflower Number 2 still lives and Runtface, the bold little object, is putting out his third leaves, no less. And Number 5 has gone cRaZY and has grown an offshoot in order to accomadate its one ridiculously large second leaf. And the rest are fine.
