My fellow prisoners?



My friend, I would only be a prisoner if YOU were to become president.

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With the exception of a few determined maters, and of course the broccoli which doesn't mind the cold, everything ripe, sorta ripe, vaguely but not quite ripe, has been harvested. And with that, the garden is closed for the year. No winter garden for me as there is a likely probability we'll be moving to the Big City after the first of the year (I know, I know, we've been here before...) and it would break my heart to plant garlic and then have to leave it behind. In all honesty though, I am kind of glad for the break. At the beginning of the season I kept talking about how I'd EXPAND the garden next year, but after making enough tomato sauce to outlast a nuclear winter, I came to realize it was maybe a little bigger than I thought when I planted everything in the first place. Which reminds me, I still have oregano and thyme to cut...

In any case, the good news for you is no garden talk for a while. The bad news for me is I have to find something else to talk about...

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