A tale of a pepper
A very red pepper. Nestled in with it's friends, the tomatoes. All from the garden of Ren in the kingdom of Urbia...(as in suburbia).
This pepper wasn't like other peppers. Within moments of being brought into the house, it jumped out of the bowl and climbed up to the window ledge. It sits, looking longingly out at the garden.
As it turns out, this is a very vain pepper. It admired itself in the mirror for some time.
So we took it outside to visit some garden friends, since it seemed to long for the garden so.
It sits quietly with another red friend for a while. Watermelons aren't good conversationalists. The pepper gets bored and tries our friend Tica instead.
They were deep in conversation for a while. I don't know what she told him but he was ready to go back in the bowl after that. This tale ends tonight with a pot of chili. Stories about animate vegetables never end well. People should really quit anthropomorphizing vegetables...they don't like it. ;)
In other events this week, we met up with our local Imagination Tribe for the monthly ATC trade.
This is Jessica's daughter Aleah, looking at me with the death-look. She's not fond of cameras anymore and I sometimes forget.
At our recent campout for her Mum's birthday, she was dancing around the fire saying "I eat muskrats cooked in garlic."
I think she probably doesn't know what a muskrat is and of course have to ask her.
"They're furry things that go around with their butts-a-twitchin'"
Silly, silly me. Of course she knows what a muskrat is. I have no doubt she'd eat one in garlic as well. That's Aleah for you!
Lotsa fun! Jessica and I were the only ones that stayed longer on that night. We stole away La's sweet Sadie for some nighttime rambling behind the storytelling center.
Until some cranky lady started giving us the evil eye from one window....we moved on.
And brought Sadie home for her very first sleepover. I knew Laura was having a hard time with her baby being gone, so I snuck into Sierra's room to take a sleepy-girl picture to email her. When I picked up the camera, it had a series of pictures obviously taken during the night...they all looked something like this:
...except they had their eyes open for most of them! Gurl time. Good stuff.
This pepper wasn't like other peppers. Within moments of being brought into the house, it jumped out of the bowl and climbed up to the window ledge. It sits, looking longingly out at the garden.
As it turns out, this is a very vain pepper. It admired itself in the mirror for some time.
So we took it outside to visit some garden friends, since it seemed to long for the garden so.
It sits quietly with another red friend for a while. Watermelons aren't good conversationalists. The pepper gets bored and tries our friend Tica instead.
They were deep in conversation for a while. I don't know what she told him but he was ready to go back in the bowl after that. This tale ends tonight with a pot of chili. Stories about animate vegetables never end well. People should really quit anthropomorphizing vegetables...they don't like it. ;)
In other events this week, we met up with our local Imagination Tribe for the monthly ATC trade.
This is Jessica's daughter Aleah, looking at me with the death-look. She's not fond of cameras anymore and I sometimes forget.
At our recent campout for her Mum's birthday, she was dancing around the fire saying "I eat muskrats cooked in garlic."
I think she probably doesn't know what a muskrat is and of course have to ask her.
"They're furry things that go around with their butts-a-twitchin'"
Silly, silly me. Of course she knows what a muskrat is. I have no doubt she'd eat one in garlic as well. That's Aleah for you!
Lotsa fun! Jessica and I were the only ones that stayed longer on that night. We stole away La's sweet Sadie for some nighttime rambling behind the storytelling center.
Until some cranky lady started giving us the evil eye from one window....we moved on.
And brought Sadie home for her very first sleepover. I knew Laura was having a hard time with her baby being gone, so I snuck into Sierra's room to take a sleepy-girl picture to email her. When I picked up the camera, it had a series of pictures obviously taken during the night...they all looked something like this:
...except they had their eyes open for most of them! Gurl time. Good stuff.
posted by Ren Allen | 10:17 AM
3 Comments:
NOT TALKING VEGETABLES!!!!!!!!!!!
i am not a fan of much anthropomorphizing...especially animals and vegetables.
this brings back a scary moment years and years ago when we went to dollywood. there was this thing called veggie tales and it looked interesting. so we went. it was people dressed up in costumes as vegetables. and they talked and had no arms and and and...they were talking about jesus and god and all that stuff. it freaked us out. why were vegetables doing this?? it was too weird. we now know what veggie tales are all about. weirdness, that's what!!
and thank you for making me all mushy eyed again about sadie's sleep over. i know she's gonna want to do it again soon....waaaaaa!! but it's all good!
Aahahahahahahahaaaaaa....you got sucked into the veggie tales thing!! Those movies give me the creeps. Too much preaching about morals and such.
As if kids need it "taught" to them instead of simply lived out.
Icky, icky.
I can assure you this was a decidedly heathen pepper. I can't tell you all of the reasons for that (it's a very private pepper) but it is definitely not a believer. Except in itself.:)
Delightful tale. Nevermind whether the pepper liked it or not. Tsk, tsk. Poor thing. I could almost shed a tear. (Like the walrus and the carpenter over the oysters.)
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