Chat asked me what I wanted for my birthday, so I told her I want a pig. "And what are you going to do with it?" I told her to just look at my blog after she sends me the money. The goat snuggling up with the pig.
I wonder what the USDA agents and the homeowners association would do if I do something like this in my apartment in Dallas. I told the neighborhood boys I am buying a pig (or Chat is) for my birthday but I have no guests and they can cook the pork in any way they like and whoever happens to come by gets to eat. I didn't get to eat because I had so much fun because this is what my dad used to do---open house to the hoi polloi. (Well, the hoity toity is welcome too if they can stand the fun.)
Planting Garlic and Other October Homestead Postcards - Frost kissed the pumpkin leaves this week and though they and the sweet potato leaves blackened a bit, everything in the garden still stands. Well, except ...
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