Blade of grass,

Blade of grass,

I still do not feel comfortable with all these humans around. They will never understand the processes of our “play.”  We are still at the stages of getting comfortable with each other.  It is taking decades. Talk about a slow burn!



I propose we plan rendezvous. Meeting me outside my back door next to the picnic table sounds great to me.  There are always hummingbirds around. Watch your head!

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