I feel like these little bastards are all over the place.
"Spiny balls from hell" was a name given by my best friend in junior high, Melissa Reynolds, as we walked around the front of the school and saw these littering the lawn. Apparently she had a bad experience with them. Since the first time I heard those words come out of her mouth, the name stuck for these pointy seeds.
I can't recall if I have ever had a bad experience with them. This photo, I'd call a good experience. Good experiences are good. They're what I look forward to every day.
No comments:
Post a Comment