This is hip

Today I found out that roses only grow rose hips when their flowers have been pollinated.

I'm not sure what I'll do with this information, but I feel better for knowing it. It's certainly an education, listening to Mo read stuff out of the paper.

In other news, I picked the last of the pears, fought Stella for the broom so I could brush up leaves, and adjudicated George's wresting match with his pal. That's plenty excitement for a Sunday.