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Like Max Yasgur, 'I'm a farmer' |
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Give me two tomatoe plants and I turn right into a farmer, with all the farmer's pride and fretting. A windy rain started just now -- little less-than-marble-sized hailstones, too -- and I had to bite my fingernails to protect my plants. Constant vigilance, you know, that's how we farmers have to live. Good thing I finally tied them up this morning, though my method is another entry for the ditz log. I didn't take the trouble to get or make real stakes or trellaces, so I unwound some flimsy clothes hangers and twisted them on to the balcony railing. That means I have anchored the plants to the railing so I can't move them out of the wind. |
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