greenery.

how does my garden grow?
molto fresh, duders.
nature is winning,
and the furry fiddleheads unfurling are proof of that.
uh-huh.
simple mornings
and super-sweet evenings,
and a whole batch of woodsly goodness in-between.
believe it.
after a brutally big vegan fluffy breakfast,
i had the whole team of active participants
digging and planting and getting down and dirty in the soil.
we all got pretty rad on the plantation, y'all.
that's no joke.
moving sh!t around and getting busy with busy bee-type business.
honestly,
we probably transplanted about fifty irises and daylily bulbs,
from their old busted rock-garden doo-doo spot,
to assorted new and exciting realms throughout
the turbo-gardenized Fortress location.
yeah.
that wasn't even close to the end of it, either;
a walk through the woods saw tiny baby trillium,
solomon's seal, lady slippers, and trout lilies,
all about to burst open into bulbous flowery hottness.
there was some expert newhamden-type collective labor
coagulating into an clot of chlorophyllic flavor.
the cucch cleared up the scary woodshed,
(spiders, my ninjas, prevented my assitance)
and then slept in the sun in the driveway.
rebexpert(e) and the wifey dug around in the ground,
and unearthed a whole squiggly swarm of earth worms.
ferns, hostas, and a few stray reedy weeds all
got rad on the transplantation immigration sensation.
gardens, neighors.
we got the lovely and delightful jauns.
recognize.
***********
the first grill session of the year!
that happened for dinner.
and desert looks like it's bound to be burly brownies,
and peanu(s)t buttery blops of vegan choco-loco craziness.
i'm getting fatter and fatter,
and it's as if it doesn't even matter.
it must not,
because i see even more treats what need eatin'.
my bellyhole is a battleground,
and i've got digestive destruction percolating.
hard.
the only recourse?
fight back.
i'll keep packing piles of perilous pasty pastries
and sundried sundries straight down my shark'sophagus
until i die,
or i win.
fighting back against bite-sized backbiting bits of hot fire.
inside and out.
over and over.
over and out;
never quiet, never soft.....