The Great Flower Exchange

     There's something different going on in our house these days, and it smells kind of nice. I mean we're still up the usual strange stuff but lately we've started exchanging flowers on a regular basis. A few weeks ago I brought home some flowers for my favorite person for the first time ever according to her. I don't buy it, and I am pretty sure I've bought her flowers before but to my credit we've only been together for about 10 years so it's not like there have been that many opportunities. And how would I know she even likes flowers — it's not like she has a flower tattoo with my name or anything.

Not real flowers, but a tattoo of them

      Sorry for the shoddy photo, she moves fast when she's bare and being chased by a camera. So then, the next week I bought her even prettier flowers because they went over so well the first time, and what do I come home to yesterday.

Pansies from my two favorite people 

      I know she's never given me flowers before even though she claims she has, but I am no pansy and would certainly remember if I she gave me flowers in the past. And I asked Google — they're not pansies like she said they are, but she obviously thinks I am one. The cute spin to these ridiculous few weeks is that we now have our almost three-year-old wanting to buy flowers at the grocery store, and picking me flowers when we ride our bikes to the park.

Here Dad

And as I finally discovered, the flowers were her idea to begin with. I guess if I want flowers I know who to ask. This brings us to a final flower-giving count for August of Me 2, Sydney 2 and my favorite person 0.
     To move on from the flowers, we recently took a trip across the Pacific to spend some time doing nothing, however, I came across this peculiar bird.

Bird of Paradise

And the closer you look at this Bird of Paradise you come to the realization that this is no bird at all, but rather a flower. Much like this one.

Another flower

     I would like to end with this — San Jose's greatest vegetable garden. No flowers in site but some of the largest zucchinis and cucumbers you'll ever see.

Big George's Big Cucumber Garden