Friday, January 6, 2012

Winter Blues

Or rather, pinks.  Our unprepossessing shrubs are a blaze of pepto-bismol glory.  I'm not sure what to make of this.  It feels off-kilter, like making dinner in a clown suit.  Other wrongheaded flowerings: diet milkshakes, margarine, lissome nuns.

1 comment:

Pam said...

I drove by some forsythia today that had blooms on it. This is oh so wrong.