You petless food bloggers who want to join in on the weekend "pet" blogging have been invited by Kalyn to post pix of your pot! I mean weed. I mean herbs. Go take a look.
It's a little hard typing today, because I made a mighty snip into the flesh of my fingertip with pruning shears. I was grooming the bushy, leggy marjoram plant, a largely useless herb in my opinion (and I welcome the input of anybody else on that subject). I think it tastes soapy, although I will use a smallish pinch for a "green" flavor now and then.
Anyway, I was in the middle of trimming off the excess when I trimmed something I'd rather hang onto: my corporeal substance.
I was too angry to clean up the pile of foliage on the patio, and it lies there still.
I don't think Bean Sprout cares much for it either. And boy, am I not in the mood to give him a trim just now, even though he needs one.