Of gardening and "what the HELL" and Pandaria

Some people deal with bad soil.

Some people deal with opportunistic wildlife.

Some people deal with gigantic weeds from the lowermost depths of the Twisting Nether.

Some people deal with pudgy caterpillars everywhere.

And me? The magnet of everything with fronds, tentacles, and other assorted noodly appendages?

Somehow…

…I manage to have my garden sprout one. ( voila )

Which then starts cheerfully waving at me.

-Ishandarr Evenbrooke (who just wanted some carrots for stir-fry and was not expecting this malarkey)

P.S. Stay away from my ankles, frondblossom. You are NOT waving me around like a tourney banner like everything else of your ilk does. ;p the only fronds allowed near me are the ones my girlfriend summons i mean what

Also, I had to arm-wrestle with this to get rid of it. What the hells, nature!?

And another image of the frondblossom.