Is it not pleasant to putter around in the garden innoccent and unsuspecting of any dangers. We actually have several gardens now made and planted, and a gardener who either does not like how we do things or does not like it that we actually do things, or maybe he does not like why we do things, or where we do things, or... Anyway, he always rather boldly tries to do it for us. In this case that is okay, Katie needs to remain alert because a surprise lurks ominously above.
A bottle of watermelon juice? Oh, but what a history and destiny this bottle contains in itself. A couple weeks ago it was a normal old harmless water bottle, until we filled it a third full with rotten watermelon juice. Closing it tightly we left it out for about two weeks, and when we went back for it, we found it puffed out of shape hard as rock. It appeared like a disaster waiting to happen, and being as considerate and kind as we are, we decided to give it a hand and help it happen.
After making this highly intriguing discovering, we set about to expanding our arsenal. And that is the moral, natural is always better, even for bombs. We call it explosive sustainability. Or I guess the moral Katie got out of this is never let boys have too much time on their hands.
The Post Host is still me, David, and plants may grow and bombs may blow, but you will never know/ When I will post again
Is it not pleasant to putter around in the garden innoccent and unsuspecting of any dangers. We actually have several gardens now made and planted, and a gardener who either does not like how we do things or does not like it that we actually do things, or maybe he does not like why we do things, or where we do things, or... Anyway, he always rather boldly tries to do it for us. In this case that is okay, Katie needs to remain alert because a surprise lurks ominously above.
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