PAMPAS GRASS

While traveling up the 5 to Eugene, Oregon, Phyllis is admiring all the surrounding green landscape. She referred to some pompus grass growing freely along the road. Wait. Pompus grass. I was confused. Arrogant grasses growing along the freeway came to mind. Then she graciously pointed out some pompus grass to me. Pampas grass, honey.

Clearly Phyllis has the makings of an honorary Roderick.