I’m not a gardener. I like the garden, but take a laissez faire approach to the plants.
In contrast, of course, to the garden wildlife, whom I talk to and fuss over and feed liberally with bird seed. Usually, the handy ‘no sprout’ mix. Usually.
But sometimes things spring up. Just this morning, I stopped to admire a tall grass with a fine round head that had tiny variegated leaves. What I didn’t notice what the plant growing next to it — a plant I ignored as ‘just another weed’. Half right.
wonderful exchange 
Oh whoops!!!
Is that what I think it is?!
That is too funny.
It did make us both giggle, but it is only hemp!
Oh what fun!
well, yes, lesley, but it’s all a matter of degree.
Splendid! Do you have stoned sparrows?
No, we’re not growing cannabis-
The plant the Rector found
We blame upon the birds, who spilt
Their seed on stony ground.
O felix culpa! Happy fall!
The weed sprang up, and grows quite tall.
That could be the end to all our financial worries …
or indeed, the tensions that float around.
But Officer, its for personal use only. Aye right, come with me young lady!