There's supposed to be a place to go to the bathroom in these bushes. The sound of crickets and tree frogs fills the air as I make my way through the shrubs in my search. The "facilities" turn out a bit more spartan than I expect, but still I'm pleased. I like being able to see what I make, and this clear bowl nestled in the crotch of the bush is perfect for that. I splatter and splash, and make bubbles -- and find that it's finger-lickin' good too. Burying my nose deep in the bowl, I take a good whiff before sloshing my golden nectar around. It all then goes back to Step-Mother Earth where I ...

There's supposed to be a place to go to the bathroom in these bushes. The sound of crickets and tree frogs fills the air as I make my way through the shrubs in my search. The "facilities" turn out a bit more spartan than I expect, but still I'm pleased. I like being able to see what I make, and this clear bowl nestled in the crotch of the bush is perfect for that. I splatter and splash, and make bubbles -- and find that it's finger-lickin' good too. Burying my nose deep in the bowl, I take a good whiff before sloshing my golden nectar around. It all then goes back to Step-Mother Earth where I write my initials in the pee-mud with my boot heels. The bowl is clean now, and ready for the next person! Juicy Smooches, Lusty Louisa!