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April 22, 2018

The wind-felled trees are cut and stacked. And now I have a sizeable woodpile, with plenty of nooks and crannies. Now, I would never squat in a woodpile (too risky), but plenty of others would, including rats and snakes... Both of which are native to New Hampshire.


April 18, 2018

It grows, and one day I will partake of its storage organ...

 Perhaps in the manner of a mashed potato, or a roasted yam.

But never in the manner of a stewed elephant nor a fried snake.

Meatful things aren't eatful things.

April 10, 2018

Last Friday night, in the wee hours of the morning, I awoke from a BOOM outside my bedroom window. The wind had been howling all night, and it finally toppled a dead pine tree. Luckily for me, the tree crashed onto a pergola instead of onto my deck and grill.

The force...

April 4, 2018

I put it in a bag for safekeeping.

But then I simply forgot...


I shouldn't have forgotten,  but I did.

And it's still alive...

And growing!

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