My Wife’s Garlic
I call it that because she’s the one who makes sure it gets planted. I help eat it.
I call it that because she’s the one who makes sure it gets planted. I help eat it.
From Visiting Tom: After the chicken chores are done and before I try the truck again, I climb the ladder to the granary roof and clear the photovoltaic panels, which are…View post
Instead of rambling off on a tangent at the Midwest Value Added Ag Conference this is what I meant to say.
This morning there was a fox guarding the henhouse. Literally, not metaphorically. May have to take non-metaphoric measures.