Green Behind the Ears (Terrible Pun)

One day, Lady Eleanor entered her garden to the sound of weeping. Following the sound, she discovered one of her young herbs crying piteously.

“Whatever is the matter?” implored the mistress of the garden.

“Well, you, see,” the tender green began, “my leaves are wilting in the heat. I asked several birds, a chipmunk and even a wasp for advice,” but each one flung away without giving me a second thought.”

“Oh, my dear!” Lady Eleanor replied. “You should have asked your own grandfather. Haven’t you heard that he gives sage advice?”

Published by Stephanie Agnes-Crockett

Hi, there! My name is Stephanie and I’m a Fresno, CA native. After studying at Biola University, I received my MLIS (Masters in Library Science) from San Jose State University. I live with my mom, poet Kimberly Vargas Agnese, and serve as her unofficial agent. We reside at MeadowArc, a food forest in its infancy. I am called to, and passionate about, purity. In fact, the name Agnes means “pure.” Before I was born, my mom felt led to include the name Agnes in her name, and in the names of her children. My full, hyphenated name includes 26 letters (but not the whole alphabet).

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