Stone Bunny has been laughing.
Stone Bunny has been laughing so much lately, her chest feels like a balloon filled full with fresh air. Every time she catches her breath, she looks at her buddies and they all start laughing again.
Part of what is so funny is these gourds.
They are hilarious.
They are the growingest,
strivingest darn plants she has ever seen.
They grow and grow and grow.
They grow on top of each other
they hang onto each other
and strangle each other.
In just a month, Stone Bunny watched them grow from this
But it is not only the gourds. The gourds are funny, but what has made this summer really hilarious is the Human Referee.
Bless his heart. He thinks he can tame these wild gourds.
The Referee works with the gourds every day.
Stone Bunny loves it. She gets to see the Referee every evening as he goes all around Gourdtopia checking onthe gourds.
She watches him look really closely at the blossoms
She watches as he inspects their growth and moves the leading edges of their vines to where he thinks they should grow.
She loves when he lays the vine in place and threads the little tendril under string, so the tendril will catch hold and do its curl thing.
She thinks the curl thing is cool.
There is really something about those tendrils….
Bunny knows what the Ref is doing. She knows he is training the gourds to grow where he wants them to grow.
Trying to make an awesome gourd patch.
It is really fun when the gourds get rowdy. One evening, he caught a gourd just about to choke a canna.
Another evening it was a sunflower.
Several times he has had to tug them back out of the burning bush.
It is fun to watch and it is really quite hilarious to behold.
Bunny and her friends just love to hear the Referee talk with the gourds. They chuckle when he says things like, “C’mon there buddy.” or “Yo! You! Over here.” or “Holy Moly. Look at this!”
One evening a few weeks ago, the Referee was amazed at how much the gourds had grown that day.
Stone Bunny heard him say “Whoa! Easy there! This is out of control!” She watched as he pulled on a really ambitious vine and placed it its new position, declaring “Yeah. There. That’s more like it.”
Stone Bunny was watching him as he stood back and looked at the wild gourds, now properly trained. She watched as he clenched his hands into fists, puffed up his chest and proudly declared “I am the Lion Tamer.”
Stone Bunny and her friends lost it. They howled with laughter. They have been laughing ever since. Every time they stop laughing, they look at each other, think “Lion Tamer” and start laughing again.