Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for March 12, 2021

Let’s all sing Bette Midler’s “The Rose.”

Baby Bloomer?

Considering what’s going on in our yard right now, I’m thinking that might be an EARLY bloomer.

(and now my silly subconscious has started to wonder what ladies wore before bloomers were invented)

No matter, it smells just as lovely as ever.

I would have though that it would be a crocus.

You think?

“He is useless on top of the ground. He ought to be under it, encouraging the cabbages.” — Mark Twain, of course.

“Here lies political decorum and mutual respect. Died after a long period or partisan bickering and self-seeking avarice. Democracy still survived.”

Hey, I dig this strip, and I’m going to put it in a vase!

Better late than never.

Late Bloomer aka Dead Bloomer.

Or Early, as the case may be

Well, the flower’s not going to last too long in that weather – the problem with late bloomers.

This time of year, Wouldn’t it be an early bloomer.

As you are I once was has I am you will be someday , please pray for me .

Mr & Mrs Bloomer & their son, Late.

late bloomers= tardy underpants?

Or early

better late than never :D

Perenially departed?

so you are it seems.

I suppose being a late bloomer has its advantages, but I’m thinking there may be a shortage of pollen when they need it.

Perhaps it simply means that spring and the vaccination process are finally showing hope for a good outcome.

Prayers once again for the fallen, the afflicted, their caretakers, and the volunteers in every area. Also for the many people who have devised thoughtful new ways to make life brighter for so many, i.e., cards, drawings, Zoom performances, drive by celebrations, delivering food and goods to those who can’t get out, etc. They are out best examples for getting through it.

I saw a couple of daffodils in bloom while I was out walking yesterday. They were tucked away behind a fence separating the sidewalk from a thin strip of woods (maybe 10 trees deep) that borders a housing complex.

Our daffs are not up yet at all. Also, we live “down in the hollow” so they don’t o’dill until after all our other neighbors. The same goes for all the rest of our flora.

awww – so sweet

Blooming idiot.

One of George Bush’s turd blossoms.

I didn’t even have hairs on my chest until I was 25. Things went really well after that, though.

Shouldn’t it be Late Boomer?

Actually, it’s just a little scary……

Wiley, more Danae, please!

Because of all the warm weather this winter, my daffodils were actually about a month LATE in blooming. They never really got a good, early cold snap to get them set for growing earlier (they normally start blooming late Jan/early Feb and didn’t start till like the end of Feb this year.)

I thought he was supposed to be pushing daisies.

oh the irony

What a lovely rose.

Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow, lies the seed that with the sun’s love in the spring becomes the rose.

Let an ear worm play long enough, and eventually the lyric comes back….

No more politixx. Let’s talk about religion, or sex, or sump’m like that.

Shabbat Shalom, y’all.

Who shovels paths through cemeteries?

The Rose. Conway Twitty.

He rose again.

Wouldn’t a blooming flower in the middle of winter and snow be actually called an Early Bloomer?