Was doing some busywork this afternoon — clearing away spiderwebs and pulling up weeds that grow between the seams in the sidewalk. Came inside to make a little peach tart, when it occurred to me that there was something on my glasses. Thought it was a segment of bermudagrass that perhaps had fallen out of my hair and onto my frames. Was about to flick it away and then realized that grass was really a green walkingstick. Put him safely outside in one of the pots out on the deck, where he curled gracefully into the oregano.