Hiding In The Sunflowers

Mr. Grasshopper:  You can’t see me.

Me:  Well, actually I can.

Mr. G:    No you can’t. I’m camouflaged.

Me:   Not really. You’re greenish with enormous black eyes  and the sunflower you’re sitting on is yellow.

Mr. G:   Well fiddlesticks.    …Are you going to eat me?

Me:   Uh, no. That would be gross.

Mr. G:    Hey, I resent that!   I bet I’d make a tasty meal!

Me:   Make up your mind, do you want to be eaten or not?

Mr. G:   No no. I’m fine. You’re right. I’m all crunchy and juicy and yucky.             ………..But I’m not gross.  Just sayin’.

Me:  I’m sure you’re right.   Sorry.

Mr. G:  It’s ok. Happens all the time.

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Suzanne

Cattle, corn, wheat, beans, mud, snow, ice, and drought. Plenty of fresh air and quiet. Our life is sometimes heartbreaking, sometimes joyous, but never boring.

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4 Responses

  1. Mandy says:

    Awesome pictures! =)

  2. Doe of Mi. says:

    Your conversation with Mr. Hopper was real cute. I’m surprized he didn’t hop away – must have enjoyed being photo’d and the visit.
    Don’t tell him that I had to eat part of one of his family members way back when I was in High School. Tasted like popcorn.

  3. Tina says:

    Cute, cute, cute!!!

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