Outside our kitchen door, a single daisy has appeared. Daisies are generally pretty good at standing up for themselves.

But our Daisy faces a very serious challenge; she appeared in the middle of a larger patch of very pushy, one might even say aggressive and imperialistic morning glories.

Morning glories, as our surveillance technology has often reported, are double agents: they gleam at sunrise, In The Yard they show at least three, and sometimes four different color faces on the one basic vine (it’s a chemical thing, not DNA, the biochemists say, but who knows for sure?) — and then when the sun shines full for a couple hours, the blooms fold and shrivel, and the plant’s other agenda comes to the fore: namely, strangling and covering everything else within the reach of their rapidly -spreading tendrils.

And if you step back and widen the lens, that’s exactly what we saw was getting ready to happen to Daisy. Can you see it?

Almost ready to strike!

What can Daisy do? She’s sturdy, but has no tendrils of her own.  Soon she could be wrapped in the MG’s suffocating embrace, and disappear under a new layer of their leaves.

This calls for Intervention from Above, which obviously means, A superhero: The Clipper!

But will it arrive in time?? Oh, look —

Yes! And the action is swift (but PG-rated; viewer discretion advised.)

“I’m sorry that kinetic action was called for, Ma’am,” mutters The Clipper, “but them Morning Glories won’t listen to reason, and it’s no help to ignore them.”

So the looming tendril was sliced away, and Daisy is safe. . . .

Or is she? What’s that? Zoom in closer, Simone . . . . Uh-oh–

What’s that behind Daisy? It’s another one of those stealth Morning Glory Blue spy drones! No doubt calling for reinforcements . . . .

Looks like this August drama is another one of those franchises with a million sequels. . . .

Let’s make some popcorn.