Mr. Bitterman came running in a few minutes ago with exciting news, which he delivered in his rather high pitched, Dolly Parton impression.
"Look, Porter! Flau-hers! And yew can only get them in boxes of Breeze!"
Despite the fact he was referring to a 1968 Breeze Detergent commercial (where you got a flower covered dishcloth in each box) starring Dolly and Porter Waggoner, I did have to admit, it was a good impression of Dolly. His fur didn't help, nor did his rather obvious male attributes he refuses to cover up, but he had the voice down square and the giggle broke me up.
What he was in fact referring to was the presence, if not omnipresence, of flowers all over the tomato plants in both gardens. It was truly spectacular. And, with a little rain, no hail and a bit of luck, we might actually have a bumper crop this year.
Disappointed that I didn't react immediately to his spot-on Dolly, Bitterman trooped noisily into the TV room and turned on the Tube.
After a few minutes he wandered back out.
"Nothing on worth watching?" I asked.
"There hasn't been anyone on worth watching since Shari Lewis died," he replied.
And to this, I had to agree.