I was doing a little fall cleaning around the yard today. That meant pulling out the old clippers and cutting down the honeysuckle vines that were crawling up the side of the house. I also pulled out dead plants and tidied up the vegetable garden.
When it was all done, I went inside and washed my hands.
All clean. Or so I thought.
I little while later, I was outside talking to a friend. She looked at me and gave me a funny look. "What's in your hair?"
I ran my fingers through it and discovered a strange object. It was a honeysuckle vine with leaves still hanging on it.
"Oh yeah," I said. "It's my laurel wreath. I'm looking like a goddess today."