For the title of this post, blame first my father, inveterate punster, and second, advice from The Great Lobachevsky.
(As in, I saw the joke on somebody else’s website.)
Came across the sedum joke while trying to identify the specific variety upon which are growing right now these spectacular flowers:
I believe that what I’ve been calling chicks & hens may or may not be that, but is more probably sedum weinbergii. The hardiest of my sedum collection, whichever one this is survived the deep freeze of 2010, and apparently, was prompted to bloom by it.
And now, for your listening pleasure, The Great Lobachevsky:
nonsequiteuse 