+JMJ+I'd be more effusive if I knew what they were. =P
They're just leeks going to seed.Well, going to flower; then they will go to seed.
+JMJ+Okay, now I'm depressed. Those leeks are like my life!(Don't feel bad about this, Stilwell. I'm moody today.)
Bad about what? Did I offend?
+JMJ+Not at all! I was just being cautious because I know other people who take it to heart when one of my mood storms blows in.Well, it has blown out! =)And I should really say that the first thing that comes to mind when I hear of leeks is a poem I read as a child, Rhubarb Ted. It's about a man who always wears a giant rhubarb leaf on his head . . . except when they are not in season, which is when he wears a giant leek!
I like your mood storms. I like how they come full circle.You know, if I ever got a psychological evaluation- well, let's just say I would never get one.
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