Iiiiiii don’t want to work, I just want to play in the dirt all day…

You’re welcome, by the way, for that earworm.

But onto more pressing matters, like how am I supposed to weed my garden when I am sitting at my desk???

How are transplants supposed to become plants without plentiful, rich soil not clogged with overgrown grass?

And then of course there are all the animals we want to play with – we have added laying hens to our Urban Homestead this year – although my cousin SWEARS one of our pullets is a cockerel.  This is a total bummer, as he/she is our favorite one.

chick on michael

We will cross that bridge when we come to it.



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