In Which @Bug_Girl And Her Camera Make Me Smile

Bug Girl hath learned today: it does not take
Too great an effort to earn a hoorah
From me; indeed all it took for to make
My day, to make me smile, to send my jaw
A-plummeting toward my chest was this:
A snapshot from her garden -- but not just
A plain old plant shot, no, for that's to miss
All buttons on my keyboard. No, you must
Provide me with some insect porn if you
Would seek my fond devotion. And, what's more
While a Manduca's always welcome, due
To my weird standards, braconids will score
Much higher on my charts. And here are both
In one shot. Here's to those coccoons' quick growth!

BONUS SONNET: In Which I Realize That Balticon Is A Bit Of A Misnomer

I spent this weekend, nose against the glass
(Entirely in a sad, virt'ual way)
As folks from far and near converged en masse
On Baltimore to pass the time of day
With Charles Stross and others I admire.
O Balticon! I'd love so to be there.
The internet permits me to inquire
As to the doings, who and what and where
The action is. I'm somewhat puzzled, though.
The folks I know keep sending photographs
Of mostly-bacon BLTs. I know
They're taking these in quest of some cheap laughs.
I'm laughing, too, but mostly at my game.
Won't Bacon-Con be a much better name?

In Which I Teeter Drunkenly From Lilac Intoxication

The DEA might confiscate my yard:

It's one great mass of heady blossoms there.

My tendency to sniff just might retard

My reason and mien. I am aware

That it is best that I not operate

Machinery, or speak in public while

I'm in this deeply interesting state --

As demonstrated over on this file.

I'm not a grammar Nazi, but I am

Quite mindful of those usage niceties,

Agreement, case -- oh yes, I give a damn.

And pay attention to apostrophies.

But lilacs and some other blossoms, too

May make me start to use "whom" 'stead of "who!"