Tuesday July 29th 2014 Tim
Community of creatures that fly and have feathers,
are kind of in sullen mood. It's the chill I guess, harkening the months
of fall and winter. Either that or they have come to the same conclusion
that I reached years ago, August sucks. But not for Butterfly and
Moth, Yelling Frog and Cricket, and all creatures great and small that
have an exoskeleton and biting mouth part.
however a developing Compost which if it were to earn a
minimum wage of seven dollars and fifty cents per hour would
by now be worth it's weight in gold. And if I live
long enough to see the fruit of this labor driven by wheel
barrow through the early frosts of March to the Vegetable
Garden, I'll be a smug and wealthy Gardener indeed.