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Its been warm here and this is what the creek drainage ditch looks like today. I think I'll give the tax man a call. He'll probably raise the rates because of the potential for 'free tree removal'.
I planted the rest of the garden today and once again I will have enough produce for the entire neighborhood. I am resisting the urge (an exercise in futility) to plant potatoes because of the potato beetles.
I kept space available.
These are the potato beetle larvae, I get to squish those things if I plant potatoes. Maybe if I keep looking at this picture the potatoes won't get planted.
Now I am going to ride my bike to the ATM as both boys 'need money for school tomorrow'.
And I thought education was free!
I read this somewhere and remember the words but don't recall who wrote it but it sums up my boys in these few lines:
"When his mom screeched that he treated the house like a hotel he called reception to complain about the maids attitude."