Words of the Constant
It looks lovely, dear.
How creative!
Roasted Solanum tuberosum.
A rather impressive tuber!
It can't begin growing until it's been planted, dear.
A potted plant.
The crowning achievement of the agricultural-industrial complex.
Such deplorable manners! You need a good talking to!
I'll have to fill it with water before it's usable.
A bit unconventional, but an effective irrigation tool nevertheless.
What odd coloration. A form of aposematism, perhaps?
What a dear Fratercula corniculata!
There there, now.
It's in a deep sleep.
Cucurbita pepo.
I have carved many pumpkins in my day, and I was quite skilled.
Pumpkin biscuits, goody!
It does call to mind Ichabod's ill-fated encounter.
The pumpkin requires a face before one can wear it.
Perhaps just a nibble...
Cooked Cucurbita pepo. Gooey and delicious.
Carving the Cucurbita pepo is such a nice pastime.
A wonderfully plump squash.
It can't begin growing until it's been planted, dear.
A useful tool for testing a weapon's efficacy.
Pure energy, in a crystalline form.
I can almost sense it beckoning to something.
It gives off a strange aura.
A tool to mark our whereabouts.
That should tide it over while I prepare our next dish.
What is this "Gnaw", I wonder?
A nice enough bollard.
Something in the Hedera family.
Impressive in scope.
Decrepit statuary.
A gruesome gargoyle.
Years past its life expectancy.
Those berries need time to grow back. Time I don't have.
There are so many uses for a bowl.
Mutated seed of Daucus carota.
I do love a good casserole.
Enough for one.
Worth a paltry sum to the locals.
A coin of some denomination.
A coin of some value.
It's made of a sort of condensed magic.
Raw Paralithodes meat.
It no longer presents a threat of salmonellosis.
For trapping sea creatures.
This species of fern is edible.