La Grenouille went to the market yesterday and came home with a big bunch of carrots. When they were un-bunched we realized there were two of them that just did not want to let go of each other. It would appear that at an early age these two carrots had taken a strong liking for one another and become rather, errr, affectionate. Something very tender about the way they are entwined. Have you ever seen any cases of vegetable love like this ? Are there any laws against same-sex marriage among carrots ? Most carrots seem to be such conformists to the carrot norms of straight lines coming to a point in the usual sort of carrotty conical manner. But these two were obviously trying to start a revolution in the global carrot consciousness. . . if these carrots were humans, they would have been at Woodstock, they would have been reading Tom Robbins, they would have been out skinny dipping in the lake under a full moon while drinking carrot wine . . .
.And speaking of peace and love, I've been away from all of your blogs for a few days, as was out of town on pleasure, as opposed to business, but I send plenty of orange peace and love to all of you, and I'll be around just as fast as my little toad legs can let me leap . . .
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