Grass

Today's Bingo: Grass. Alright nature, get to it. That's right, you. The one with all the growing power. You and your cycles. We get it: The chaos of time creates the conditions and when they are right, the grass will grow. Oh, so if I want it to speed up a bit I'm not in the moment. Oh, blame me for your lousy winter. Fine. I'll just sit here. That's right, you can't make me move. Hey, is that a robin? Wait, no fair--using my indignation to make me pause and cause a bingo. Doesn't that mean today's bingo is Robin? No. Okay. Still grass. I will sit and watch brown grass knowing dormancy is as good as green (even if I like green better). Was that another robin? Oh yeah, dormant, brown grass. Ommmmm!