Apparently, there was some sort of misunderstanding… or my mood’s rubbing off on the girls, cuz they were PISSED today. All of them. Now, I don’t want to sound sexist… lord knows… I would never…
But, having generally hired women for my businesses, I find that… how to put this… they sometimes… let’s [...]
Sometimes, I feel like my garden’s not cutting it. I still have to buy tomatoes, and it’s heading into August soon. The aphids have discovered my brassicas. My only peaches obviously have residents at this point.
Let the girls out this morning to pick out our 12th egg. That’s an even dozen and probably as good a place as any to stop reporting on the subject. For anyone interested, they’re still tiny– 34 g.
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