Sepia-toned life

The brown recluse is one of the most venomous spiders in North America. But she is shy and rarely bites humans.

I am also shy and selective. I only choose the bookish ones. Those fascinated by classic literature, candlelit evenings, a warm snuggle by the fire. And hot chocolate, always the nice warm mug of spiced cocoa.

You’ve most likely never heard of theobromine poisoning unless you breed dogs. Chocolate naturally contains theobromine, and dogs can easily acquire enough chocolate to achieve a toxic dosage. Human fatal dosage is much higher, and therefore exceedingly rare. But did you know theobromine is also available as a toxicant for coyote control?

Step into my beige parlor and join my sepia-toned life. Relax and enjoy a book by the fire.

The cocoa tastes a little bitter? Perhaps I’ve made it too strong, let me add some more sugar, dear.

Inspired by this week’s Picture It & Write prompt:

I feel a little evil re-purposing a picture titled “Cozy places to read”. But…so much Beige, it feels like a Barnes & Noble.

I can live with the guilt.

(I should note: if you’re worried about your lover and those Valentine’s Day chocolates, don’t be. The LK50 dosage for theobromine is laughably high. Just a story, yo.)

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Breakin the law

…was not a good video, even by Judas Priest standards (not high).

Beavis and Butthead just aren’t here.

Nor are any felons, to my knowledge.

Sure, I’m reading the topic too literally, I suppose. But at least it didn’t take long.

Think about the last time you broke a rule (a big one, not just ripping the tags off your pillows). Were you burned, or did things turn out for the best?

Sour old grumpy-face does not like.

Ugh, old man need nap

Maybe I’m a-mazed

I clip my way over the face of the hedgerow. It’s good for the plants, keeping them trimmed allows them to grow healthy new leaves. My job is upkeep and maintenance for this old maze, from entrance to end, keeping it green and healthy and squared off nicely. It’s a lifetime project. My hedges look nice, don’t they?

On the trail between the hedges I stumble across another string, leading off into the maze. Gods, it must be the fourth time this century.

I shake my horns and heft my battle axe. Damned heroes, who keeps letting them in here?

Inspired by this weeks Friday Fictioneers prompt:

PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Melanie Greenwood