I was out weeding and mulching one of the flower beds at our new house the other day, when I heard a voice say, "Excuse me ma'am. Can I ask you a question?"
I looked up and a policeman on a motorcycle was sitting on the end of my driveway. I'm pretty sure I don't have anything to hide, but I still flinched.
"What's that orange flower behind you?" he asked.
"Oh, um, ah...it's a sunflower."
"Does it have seeds?"
"Are they good to eat?"
"I don't know."
"Okay. Well, thank you, ma'am."
And with that he was off on patrol once more.
5 years ago