During the summer, the anklebiters and I were given the rather scary task of looking after our friend’s Venus flytrap. We watered it and watched it to see if it could catch flies. And rather like the strange plant in The Little Shop of Horrors, it grew and grew. In fact, I started hearing voices saying, “Feed me! FEED me!”
I hid in a corner until I realized that it was the kids wanting their tea.
To tell you the truth, I’ve never really understood why a carnivorous plant (look at that whopper devouring a Black Widow, no less!) is named after the goddess of love. Anyone?
The Venus Flytrap is a plant that likes mild weather and swamps where it can devour whole alligators to its heart’s content. So I was pretty sure I was safe…
… until my sister sent me this picture, that is:
Is that the Frosted Carnivorous Man-eating Trap?
Or … just a leaf with eyelashes?