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My botanical equivalent

This tree is in our neighbor’s front yard, and I have no idea what it is (help Greenthumb!), but the bark is almost black and these berries are vibrant yellow, and when I first saw it I had this totally visceral reaction, like if I were a tree this is the one I’d be. Although when I am reincarnated I hope I come back as an orphaned baby elephant who is then adopted by Angelina Jolie. I’d get lots of treats.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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