today

is international pineapple day

I had an OK day, turned compost

did dishes, made meatballs

wrote a few emails, found out 

about a poetry competition

for Dorothea Mackellar, who wrote

a poem called Colours that features

the evil Darling pea

a native that poisons livestock

a la locoweed in the States.

People in the 19th century

equated themselves to sheep

so if you went off the deep end

you'd be said to have a touch

of the Darling pea

but that phrase went out of favour

before the second world war

from what I can tell in Trove