I was out on the front porch in the dark taking pictures of Itsy, who isn't really bitsy
unless compared with a tarantula. I haven't seen any tarantulas on the front porch this year ... yet ...
but it's only a matter of time, this being tarantula season and all.
I did see this creature near the ceiling, though, and climbed on a chair to get a closer look.
Who knew bats have such cute feet, or hands, or whatevers?
Then I amost fell off the chair because something began rattling very loudly down on the ground.
It wasn't a rattlesnake but it was this crazy vine with these weird paper-lantern-like pods
that make very scary noises when blowing against the concrete.
Perhaps I wouldn't have been so rattled had I not just been photographing spiders and bats.
Johnny was of no use in protecting me, as he was in the house on the other side of the dirty window.
It turns out that I had no reason to be afraid of the rattling pods.
Danni knew right away what they were: ground cherries.
How is it that this stuff just shows up out of nowhere?
I swear this vine never made an appearance until this summer.
Professor Google tells me it's edible and "...tastes like a cherry tomato injected with mango
and pineapple juice and looks like an orange pearl encased in a miniature paper lantern."
I've found several recipes featuring them, including this one for ... you guessed it ... Ground Cherry Pie.
It's never too early to start thinking about next year's pie festival.