Gary O
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# Posted: 30 Jun 2015 22:17 - Edited by: Gary O
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So this afternoon we're worshiping ol' sol, layin' on lounge chairs in the meadow, and I'm on my stomach, peering over the edge of the cushion, to observe the tinier world.
Seems there's a hatch goin' on.
Furry/fuzzy white creatures.
Delicate.
I touched one and it disintegrated.
They were all climbing grass blades. Hundreds of them.
To the casual eye, it's nothing more than a piece of dryer lint.
With a bit more delicacy I carefully broke off a blade and scrutinized one up close.
This little guy that from a side view, sometimes resembles a miniature mountain goat, somehow enjoyed strolling around on my finger, and actually preferred the comfort of my skin when I tried to re-introduce the blade of grass.
Also it can be confusing as to which way he's going since he moves rather slow.
The little yellow nub could either be his head or a hemorrhoid.
(reminds me of a Benny Hill skit where he plays a drunk: 'well, wouldja look at that one eyed cat'.....wait...oh....he's goin' the other way')
Anyhoot, anyone know the name of my new fuzzy little buddy?
We'll be at the ballpark....once I find a tiny Dodger cap
wait
nevermind
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