another adventure.

It started and ended with a Watermelon.

Oh how that royally round fruits shape reminded me

of a dear friend Parkie and I met on one of our adventures....

Lunch is always served at the same time everyday.

When things get off schedule mad things happen.

On this particular day, mad things happened indeed.

I don't quite recall how we got to that magical place.

The first memory that comes to mind is a Queen.

She introduced herself to Parkie and I as Lady Hortensia Queen of Toad Flax.

Aw. We were in Toad Flax. Toad Flax?

Anyway, Lady Hortensia was an odd women... Err I mean "Queen".

Instead of walking and talking forward, she walked and talked backward.

Curiosity killed that Cat so I didn't dare question her speech,

who knows how she would have reacted.

Luckily, in Toad Flax when one speaks the words flow from your mouth like a book.

Instead of having to listen to her speak I could read her words.

I gently asked for a mirror so I could read the reflection.

Out came:

"nI daoT xalF ereht sevil a koobyrots ytirbelec uoy tsum teem, I wonk uoy evah draeh fo typmuH ytpmuD. mA I tcerroc?

In the mirror I read, "In Toad Flax there lives a storybook celebrity you must meet,

I know you have heard of Humpty Dumpty. Am I correct?"

Interested I was.

So she kindly gave us directions and politely apologized for not being able to travel with us.

I didn't mind I had a migraine from her words anyway.

So on we went, not really knowing where we were or where we were going.

A couple yards in front of us stood a frog (or what I thought was a frog)

I mistakenly took him for the Frog Prince, for he looked like a frog and he had a crown on.

He wouldn't give us further directions until I addressed him by his true name...

Germander King of the Toads.

He was a very snobby fellow, I was very glad to leave his presence.

Before we frolicked off to find our storybook celebrity, Parker double dared me to kiss the toad.

Oh how he forgets I kiss one everyday. :)

We finally fell our eyes upon Mr. Humpty Dumpty himself.

He began telling us his story about how he came to be so breakable.

Poor egg. I just kept playing his sad story over and over.

Falling.

Breaking.

Being put back together all over again.

and again.

and again.

Never to feel the same.

Then I thought a horrible thought....

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall...

and he never got back up.

What if no one could put him back together again??

What a dreaded thought.

I quickly erased it from my mind.

I do think he thinks of that day often, but I have a feeling his story will be around

FOREVER.

It was a very entertaining adventure, one Parkie and I will never forget.

I often think of my friends from Toad Flax.

Everytime I look in a mirror I see a glimpse of

Lady Hortensia's crown and confusing words in the reflection.

When I see warty Toads hopping past my driveway,

Germander's snobby self comes to mind.

Last but not least when I fry my morning eggs or eat a lopsided watermelon

I think of Mr. Humpty Dumpty and his fragile self.

I started and ended with a Watermelon.