Words of the Constant
It doesn't really scream "Cawnival" yet, does it?
A little birdy told me it could use some more decorations around here.
This tree is caws for celebration!
It's a scientifically proven fact that birds love trees.
I've got my eyes on the prize. That one, over there!
The real prize is the booth we made along the way.
That's the ticket!
That's a lot of tickets!
That's the tickets!
I was feeling a bit peckish.
I think it makes me look adventurous.
It's like wearing my own shade tree.
I hope there's no bugs in it...
Razor-sharp, like my mind!
It doesn't make furniture anymore.
It makes furniture.
That's the end of that.
Are carrots supposed to have legs?
You're kind of ugly up close.
It's almost cute.
That's... disconcerting.
Yuck. This vegetable came out of the dirt.
Mushy.
That's one big bunch of carrots!
The earth is making plantbabies.
It's a seed.
So much for that.
Nothing but ash now.
Now I can show everyone what I found!
A playful little thing.
Its owner ran out of lives.
It's a den in a stump.
Ears hat!
Mice with wheels, what will science think up next?
I think I can lift this one.
It's out of reach.
It's mushy.
Not my fault!
Yum!
It's dubiously photosynthetical.
I wonder if that rock could be moved.
I'll have to wait until someone leaves to enter.
The earth itself rejects me!
I bet there's all sorts of things to discover down there.
It's probably hiding something.
The surface is too crowded!
I'll just stay down here, I suppose.
I've had enough discovery for now.
It's a fern.
It's a withered fern.