The cactus thrives in the desert while the fern thrives in the wetland.
The fool will try to plant them in the same flower box.
The florist will sigh and add a wall divider and proper soil to both sides.
The grandparent will move the flowerbox halfway out of the sun.
The child will turn it around properly so that the fern is in the shade, and not the cactus.
The moral of the story?
Inky: How the heck does the child know that a fern needs shade, and the cactus needs sun unless someone tells him, or her? And any grandparent worth their salt knows a fern needs shade, the cactus sun. But if we must… we must… so the moral? Hire a landscaper.
Unless you’ve got a better moral?
First Six Lines: Vera Nazarian
Doing? Shivering. It’s been in the 70’s the last three days, but that was a bait-and-switch cause now it’s in the forties. Sheesh, do you open the windows, turn the heat back on, wear a sweatshirt, or a tshirt? Is it the beach, or beside the fireplace? Is it hot coffee, or iced coffee?
Heck, bourbon works either way. I vote bourbon.