Sunday, September 09, 2007

bounty

Who knew, three months ago, that the dry, caked soil would be water logged? And home to an exploding population of mosquitos? Who knew.

And what if, in spite of it all, you kept working at it?


I watched this noble group of farmers swipe (at the bugs) and heave and swipe and heave.


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It's going to be a magnificent harvest for them. Incredible.


At the end of the day I went to the grand opening of the westside Tex Tubb’s. Madisonians will reco0gnize the name. Tacos and such, done fresh and honest.


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Otherwise, my day was so completely full of work. And writing. A swiping and heaving of sorts. With no guarantee of a good harvest.

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