A. noted a couple of days ago that soon we're going to have a stretch of cool days with nights at or just below freezing. "You know what this means," he said.
Yes, I thought. I do know what this means. It means I need to get the basil bushes whacked down and make a second batch of pesto. It means I should cut the rest of the never-ending squash off the plants and put them up on the stone wall to cure. It means I should get the garlic planted.
"It means we can start slaughtering lambs," he continued.
Oh. Not what I was expecting him to say.
But that pretty much sums up the differences between us: I think of the vegetable garden; A. thinks of meat.
1 comment:
well, you get a more balanced diet that way.
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